On nights when I am not working the club for that bank, I take my sexy self out on the streets. What can I say, I’m prone to addiction. Not only am I a sex addict, a cum addict, but now I’m a money addict. I can’t stop myself anymore from working the streets for cock and cash. This is why I don’t do drugs anymore. I don’t want to be some junked out tweeker fading in and out on a Trap House floor. Its not a good look for me.
I got ready and made my way downtown to work it. I had only been out for about ten minutes when a car pulled over. He already had his cock out and it was a nice one. I got in the car and I pulled out my handiwipes. Don’t laugh, I need to wash that shit off, some of the guys come straight from work, or they were fucking another whore and I do not want the taste of some crack whore’s snatch in my mouth. No thank you. Most guys will ask what the fuck I am doing, but I just say you either let me clean that off or I’m getting out. They usually allow me to do it.
I sucked on that motherfucker until he came in my mouth. I happily swallowed, I always swallow. Then the bastard wanted another blow job at a discount. Like I’m having some sort of cock sucking sale. I told him no, he didn’t like that I said no, but fuck him. I got out of the car with my cash and ignored him. He was yelling at me from his car but I didn’t give a shit. I was already talking to another guy. Yes it is dangerous, and yes I could get hurt, but I don’t need to do this, I want to do it, and that means I don’t have to put up with the same shit the other girls out here have to put up with.
I made some really good coin that night, and I had a stomach, and cunt full of cum to take home. It was a great night!
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