Unwritten/Chun/Whore/Start Crying.
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You can't help it. You get off his dick and start crying, the taste of his pre-cum still stuck in your mouth. You cry about the fact your absolutely stuck. You cry because your now in a random motel room giving a disgusting man head and soon your pussy for $55. You cry because your addicted to crack. You cry because your now just an Asian hooker. Bob, meanwhile, wasn't as happy about this and grabs you by the shoulders. | You can't help it. You get off his dick and start crying, the taste of his pre-cum still stuck in your mouth. You cry about the fact your absolutely stuck. You cry because your now in a random motel room giving a disgusting man head and soon your pussy for $55. You cry because your addicted to crack. You cry because your now just an Asian hooker. Bob, meanwhile, wasn't as happy about this and grabs you by the shoulders. | ||
| - | "What the fuck, really? I thought you were gonna be more professional about this." You stop crying. "You absolutely killed the mood now, I might as well leave, but I think I know a way you can make it up to me." You don't say anything. "I think you owe me a complimentary upgrade from | + | "What the fuck, really? I thought you were gonna be more professional about this." You stop crying. "You absolutely killed the mood now, I might as well leave, but I think I know a way you can make it up to me." You don't say anything. "I think you owe me a complimentary upgrade from pussy, to ass." "What? No, that's not what we agreed," you cry as you remember Daddy brutalizing your ass earlier. "Too bad," your John says, "Cause we didn't agree for you to cry either." He pushes you onto the bed, face down. You yell, but he doesn't care as he pulls down your skirt, and rubs his still erect dick on your panties. |
Revision as of 16:29, 27 March 2015
You can't help it. You get off his dick and start crying, the taste of his pre-cum still stuck in your mouth. You cry about the fact your absolutely stuck. You cry because your now in a random motel room giving a disgusting man head and soon your pussy for $55. You cry because your addicted to crack. You cry because your now just an Asian hooker. Bob, meanwhile, wasn't as happy about this and grabs you by the shoulders.
"What the fuck, really? I thought you were gonna be more professional about this." You stop crying. "You absolutely killed the mood now, I might as well leave, but I think I know a way you can make it up to me." You don't say anything. "I think you owe me a complimentary upgrade from pussy, to ass." "What? No, that's not what we agreed," you cry as you remember Daddy brutalizing your ass earlier. "Too bad," your John says, "Cause we didn't agree for you to cry either." He pushes you onto the bed, face down. You yell, but he doesn't care as he pulls down your skirt, and rubs his still erect dick on your panties.
