I knew I couldn’t say no to this woman. I let go of her hair and gave her ass a firm slap. “Show me what kind of whore you are!” I demanded. “Noooo!” Lisa begged. Lisa’s little body was bouncing to
and fro as I let go of her arm and grabbed her hair with both hands. Were words were as hot as usual,
although sometimes she was quite incoherent. I then
pushed her up to the table and bent her over, forcing her face down to
the cum covered surface. “You little slut,” I said firmly, grabbing her by the hair and pulling
her mouth off my dick. “You like being a whore don’t you?”
“Yes!” she hissed. “I guess I’ll just have to find some other hot young stud to satisfy me
from now on.”
My head dropped. “Come here whore!” I demanded, lifting Lisa to her feet. “Three fifteen?” I muttered as I rubbed my eyes. I knew that if I
went back in there, I’d be up all night talking, and I just wasn’t
