“Fine, You peckerwood asshole.” she says, “But its gonna be another thirty dollars. “like what you see?”
“I do,” I say while enjoying her eyes lustfully taking in the size of my cock. “That’s one hell of a load.” she says letting my wad drool down the side of her thighs. She pulls off quickly to say, “Just do it, I’m not your wife, so don’t warn me.”
Liberation, is what I feel, not just from her words but from her blowjob. “So how much for a whole night?” I ask smiling. The rain launches another barrage against my truck and I can faintly see the other woman scurry back towards the car. The younger one is a semi flat chested black girl with bright pink lipstick. I know that If I take it I will feel like a zombie, I know It won’t kill the urges for long, nor alleviate my contempt for the dependence of it. “You?”
“I do.” she says looking from my cock to my hand.
