Emotional.

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I opened the door to see a fit, built man slugged on the sofa. His body language was giving me the wrong message which instantly put me in a bad mood, I slammed the door shut and I got his attention as he raised his face, I couldn't see him due to his hat and sunglasses but from what I could see he was hot.

"What's your name?" The hot stranger asked.

"Cassidy" I slid down straddling him and pulled my white lacy bra off.

"Cassidy. Such a typical name" he grunted a little laugh.

"Well then call me whatever you want, you won't remember me" I bent down to start, I nibbled on his neck.

"No-" he pushed me off.

"Okay." I folded my arms and huffed.

"Can I pay you to talk?" He shrugged against me.

"As long as I get paid I don't care" I folder my legs and rested my face on my hands.

"Do you like this job?" He was making small talk.

"Look dude you wanted to talk so what's up? This isn't a counselling session" I was getting bored, you know I could've been getting bored while sucking him off.

"I like to come to these places to get my mind off things but lately it seems- wait you're not Bree?" He moved his head up and I saw half his face, a beautifully chiseled face.

"She's drunk and off her nutter, so I'm taking over. Aren't I good enough?" I smirked placing my hand over his cock.

"I've seen you dance before, your body is beautiful. The way it moves, what you can do but they say you don't do privates why?" He didn't move my hand but he did shift so he was more relaxed.

"It's too personal for me, I didn't do this to make a connection. All money, that's it" I kneeled on the ground  before him undoing his pants.

"What's your real name?" Again he didn't stop me.

"No too personal, just call me Cassidy" I licked his knob and worked my mouth on him.

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