Mercedes.

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I got up from off my knees, finishing off my sugardaddy, Roland, who has just so happened to be sound sleeping as soon as he got done. I rolled my eyes and closed his legs that exposed his hairy ass sick and balls.

I walked to the bathroom and spit out the nut he released in my mouth. I get tired of sucking this old ass man white dick but it pays the bills in that big ass mansion I have and that Rolls Royce.

I picked up my VS PINK bag and grabbed my toothbrush, tooth paste and mouth wash out of it. I scrubbed my mouth out and gargled the mouthwash spitting it out in the sink.

I walked back into the room and slightly tapped Roland on his face. He needed to pay for the shit I just did. His eyes fluttered open.

"Wake up, Ro. I gotta go and you gotta pay for that hun." I said to him.

"The money is on the counter M. When's the next time you can come and see me? It can't be long from now like last time? Clear your schedule and make time for me sweetheart." Roland begged.

I slightly chuckled and started packing my bags. What do I look like going out in public with a 75 year old man that I don't want nothing from but money?If I could find another source of income nine times out of ten I wouldn't be dealing with Ro. Besides I've got other men to see.

"I'll see you later love." I waved him off. I walked out of his room before he could do more begging. I wasn't in the mood to deal with that right now.

I grabbed my stack of money and ran my thumb through it. Roland pays me 6 bands just to suck his dick. All I do is suck his dick because his wife can't or just flat out doesn't want to.

I walked out of his house and closed the door quietly. I unlocked the door to my Rolls Royce and hopped in.

I turned on the radio and sped out of Roland's driveway making my way down the street. It's nothing but Caucasians who in this really nice neighborhood.

I was making my way home until I heard my phone buzzing indicating someone was calling me. I picked it up looking at the screen. Demarcus.

I hit the power button declining the call and I continued speeding my way down the street. Ill call him when I get in the house. I turned into my driveway. I slowed my car down and turned into my driveway.

Grabbing my "sleepover bag" I got out of my car and locked it. I walked up to my door and unlocked it walking into my house greeted by my long haired chihuahua, Cupcake running towards me. I picked her up and ran my fingers through her long soft fur.

I ran up to my bathroom and took a quick shower. I didn't have sex with Roland but I still liked to feel clean. I didn't feel dirty for doing it since it was probably well over the 100th time I've done this.

I got out of the tub and wrapped my entire body in a towel making my way downstairs. I walked over and sat on my couch. I took my phone out of my bra and decided to call Demarcus back. The fuck does he want anyways?

"Hello? What nigga you fucking that got you can't answer me as soon as I call you?" Demarcus answered with that deep voice he has. I rolled my eyes and sighed.

"What do you want Demarcus? I don't have time for your crazy shit today okay?" I replied.

"I missed you. What you doing later? Let me come see you. Scratch that, you don't have a choice. I'm coming to see you baby. Don't forget I live down the street." He said through the phone. I just rolled my eyes.

"Whatever Demarcus. Just make sure you bring something to eat." I replied and hung up the phone.

I couldn't even fight with him because I know how that would go if I did try fight with him. He is the definition of crazy, beserk, all that shit. Demarcus is just one of the many men I have  sex with from time to time. He paid me too, way more than Roland does.