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We pick up pretty girls from just about anywhere,
and then pay them to put out.
Free Sex Story: Some kind of weird croak escaped from his mouth. He didn't seem able to speak. I took that for a "yes." Squatting, I pushed his hands and clipboard out of the way, then unzipped his fly so I could get his cock out in the open. It wasn't ridiculously long, about seven inches, the perfect size for deepthroating. It was also nice and meaty, with a plum-sized crown that was already leaking a steady stream of pre-cum secretions. He croaked again. This time, I vaguely pick out words. Something about being on the job. But I listened to what his cock, not his mouth, was saying. Rounding my lips into a perfect O, I sucked in that plum-sized crown like it was a strand of spaghetti instead of a lump of solid beef. His flesh had a faint pre-cum flavor that I love. I felt my panties dampen as I squirmed in my squatting position, turning my head a little to send more of his delicious cock down my throat.