She walked to my car, leaning at the driver’s side window, “Wanna party?”
“I’ve got forty,” I replied, showing her the two bills, “What’ll that get me.”
She took my money and trotted to the passenger side. I pushed the button to unlock the door just as she pulled the handle, “What do you want?” She asked, slamming the door.
I looked at her skinny legs and toothy smile. Her lips were coated in the brightest red lipstick I’d ever seen. Her hair was teased and her face painted, “Are you clean?” I asked.
“Yeah, baby,” she answered, her fingers gripping my hard shaft through my jeans.
“Head and a fuck?” I asked, “I’ve got a room.”
“Head or a fuck,” she smiled, “Both will cost you another twenty.”
I fished the bill from my pocket and she snatched it, tucking it in n her stocking with the other two. I pulled to a stop at the no-tell motel at the end of the block and shoved the car into park. She followed me to the room and tossed her cropped denim jacket on the chair then sat at the foot of the bed.
The smell of hairspray and cigarette smoke wafted from her hair as she pulled my cock through my zipper and swallowed it. My eyes closed and with a deep breath I whispered, “Oh, yeah.”
A few bobs of her head and she stroked my cock with her thumb and three fingers while she sucked at the head. It only took a minute or two then she spat my cum into a Kleenex, “Still wanna fuck?” She asked.
“Doggy,” I answered, “Turn around.”
With a flick of her wrist, she pulled a small packet from her bra and handed it to me, “Put this on.”
She pushed her panties to her ankles and climbed onto the bed facing the wall on her knees and elbows. I tore the packet and rolled her rubber onto my spit-coated shaft. Still half hard, I squeezed her flat asscheeks with my hands, humping at her with my semi-erection.
“Not in my ass,” she chided as I rubbed my cock head on her crack.
One quick thrust and I was balls deep in her tired pussy. Another few minutes and I tossed the rubber to the trash can. Watching her pull her panties back up her legs, I washed my cock with baby wipes.
“That was good baby,” she hoarsely smiled.
I held the door for her and pushed her gently through. With a disgusted frown, she stood there looking at me in surprise.
“I didn’t pay for conversation, hon. See ya.”
