Everyone has a price

“A pretty tough guy for a man of his age,” I thought then.

The doors opened, and I saw the rich, but familiar, the interior of the apartment, from the moment I’d spoken to the landlord over the video link. We stepped inside, and then the front door closed behind me. A strong hand grasped my forearm and turned me toward him almost instantly. John dug into my plump lips with renewed vigor, trying to wrap his rough, rough tongue around my soft, girlish tongue. A second later, he had one hand on my waist and the other on my juicy, firm ass. I couldn’t continue in the hallway, so John took me by the hips and lifted my body so that my knees were next to his elbows, without stopping to kiss me for a second. In this position, he took the slutty girl into the bedroom and laid her across the bed, and then he pulled up my skirt, ripped my panties off, and started licking my wet pussy. I could hear my girl squelching with delight and arousal, which made me moan, enjoying every touch of John’s tongue on my labia. I promptly threw off my jacket and carelessly removed my blouse and bra, allowing me to caress my pink nipples. I crossed my legs behind his back. John, apparently deciding that such caresses were not enough for me, added a finger to his tongue, intensely fucking my vagina with it. My pussy was tight and unstretched at the time, so the combination of finger and tongue gave me great pleasure.

– Oh, John, hurry up, I’m going to cum-” Before I could say it, my whole body was shaking and throbbing.
– Good slut,” John said, wiping his mouth, “give me your cunt.

I, still beating in orgasm, didn’t hear his words at all, so he rolled me over on my stomach himself and slid his eight-inch cock into my pussy without delay.

– Ah! – I screamed. – Don’t!

His big dick easily reached the wall of my uterus with each thrust, which was both very painful and incredibly satisfying. John’s big cock was just tearing my cunt apart, creating mixed feelings in my head at the same time. It wasn’t even two minutes after the cunnilingus before I was violently cumming for the second time with my eyes rolled upward. I had to pull his cock out of me so that all the secretions could flow out quietly.

– What’s the matter, slut, did you cum again? – John asked mockingly. – Do you like my dick?
– Very much,” I muttered. – More.

John slapped my ass so hard I cried out.

– Beg me, you stupid cunt! – he shouted.
– Please don’t stop, fuck me harder! – I said as clearly as I could, choking on my saliva.

He slapped my ass one more time and inserted his huge cock again. This time I was already a little used to his size, which allowed me to not be a vegetable during sex and at least understands what was going on around me. As I lifted my head, I took a quick glance around the part of the bedroom that was available to me. The bedside table in particular caught my attention. But no, not with its gorgeous look or fancy shape. It had a framed photo of three people on it: John, a woman his age, and a girl, probably a little older than me.