Tracy's POV
WARNING: SEXUAL CONTENT
It late again and I'm waiting for my next client. I was so sore. My body ached. But, this was my last client for the night, then I can go home. My client finally arrived. I entered his car. I couldn't see his face since it was dark out. We then went to an expensive hotel. As I entered, I was shocked to see who it was. He smirked. He was the reason why My family disowned me. He was the reason why I was what I am now. But I didn't care. I wanted him and he was mine. I didn't have that bitch Sarahbelle to stop what I wanted to do.
"So, you are a prostitute? "
"Yeah. My family disowned me because of you." He smirked.
"Well, you deserve it. But who cares? You're mine for now."
I smiled. Yup, I am. So, he shoved me down to my knees.
"You're good at sucking me off. So, I'll start with that first."
I didn't mind at all. I mean, I'm a prostitute anyway. So, I zip down his pants and pulled them down. I kissed the outside of his boxers. I then pulled his cock out. I run my tongue on his slit. He hissed. I then, place the tip in between my lips. Then my mouth covered his shaft. He moans in pleasure as I bobbed my head up and down his length. He starts to thrust harder in my mouth. I gagged and that seemed to make him go faster. My throat started to hurt since he was thrusting his cock down my throat a little to rough and hard. I began to choke. He thrust his hip even harder while I take him as deep as I can go. He soon then released.
"Sarahbelle!" He moaned.
I swallowed and frowned. He still stuck on Sarahbelle. Like, she isn't the one pleasuring him by sucking him off, I AM! I mean, for him to say that he loves her, well he has a bad way of showing it by sleeping with the girl you cheated on her with, which is so ironic on my part. She moved on to my leftovers.
"Get up and get in my bed. Now."
I smirked. It was finally going somewhere.
"With pleasure."
So, I ended up in his bed. My legs were placed on his shoulders. He then, thrust into me without warning. I felt like I was on pure bliss. He was rough and I liked it. He rode my orgasm as my life depends on it. He released and laid on top of me. But, good things come to an ended.
He paid me and I left. My night was wonderful. Now off to home I go.
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