Sometimes, a girl needs some extra cash. I used to be a working girl of the street variety. A client picked me up in his car and took me back to his house. He was a very wealthy man who had a limo and lots of drugs. When we arrived to his fancy home, I was already coked up enough to be fucked out of my mind. He had a stripper pole set up right in his private office. Working my body around the pole, I slowly lost my clothes until I was nearly nude. I pulled my panties to the side and played with my clit for just a moment- a deliciously tempting tease. Soon, even the bra and panties were off as I twirled and spun. My client, pleased with my performance, stood up, dropped his pants, and picked me up with ease. Sitting me on a chair, he pinned my legs up behind my ears and started railing me. The chair thudded loudly with each powerful, coked up thrust. His balls slapped against my asshole which was wet from my juices dripping down. Turning me over, he jammed his boner into my ass and started railing me just as hard as before. The blow made it so I couldn’t feel the pain, only pleasure. I came hard as he gripped my throat in a furious fit of lust. We must gone at it for hours, because I sure felt it when I tried to walk the next day!
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