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You walk by me every day on the street. I’m standing there with a blank look, in a micro mini skirt and torn fishnet stockings. I reek of cigarettes and stale cum. I need a fix so bad. You have to look though. My huge tits are bursting from my top as I lick my lips, beckoning you. Your cock grows hard against your will. I point upstairs and you silently follow me. Unzipping your pants, I take your throbbing meatstick into my mouth. I hear you sigh as you began to pump my face hard, grabbing my hair and twisting it. I love it this way, rough and hard. I slide my tongue down to your nutsac and then trail it down south to reach that puckered hole that I crave. You’re moaning hard now. Obviously, you’ve never had a slut like me who does what you’ve only dreamed of.  Your cum is rising now and you can’t think, can’t stop. It pours from you in great gushes to be swallowed greedily by me. You toss a $20 at me and walk off. All I can think about is the fix that’s gonna hit my veins and how I can get some more money for the next one.

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