Only For You (Completed)

12.You're a whore

Joe isn't too enthusiastic about tonight. His mind kept thinking about Fran. She looks sad and distant at school.

His richest friend has booked some escort girls for their private party tonight.

They are only eighteen years old. But boozes flow freely in their party. In this penthouse, the boys are more than ready to party the whole night.

The escort girls finally arrive. Joe is frowning. He knows her. The Blondie one.

He stands up and grabs her to one of the rooms. His friends whistle, thinking he's going to have fun with her.

She looks pale. Never knows she would meet Joe here.

"Hi, Joe..."

"Never expected to see you here, Charlotte."

Lotte looks another way. She knew this offer is fishy. Usually she avoided when the Booker is kept mysterious (anonymous).

But she needs money for her next rent. It's already overdue.

She shrugs her shoulders, pretending not
too care.

"I'm here for work," confesses her.

"How long have you been doing this?" asks him.

"One or two years. I didn't exactly count it. Why?"

Joe is silent.

A knock on the door.

Three boys enter the room.

One of them says, "Are you done yet, Joe? Can't occupy her all night long. Share with us."

Lotte forces a smile for her customers. The boys eagerly wrap their hands on her. Stripping her naked.

"Easy, boys. We have all night long."

It doesn't take too long before she's sucking them in turn.

Joe looks another way. It felt weird to see her doing this to his friends.

Sure, he has been to wild parties where the girls got shared between them. But those girls came for fun. Not paid with money.

Lotte closes her eyes, pretending she doesn't care when Joe's staring her doing her dirty job.

She swallows harder, making her client groans happily. One down. Two to go.

Joe is unable to look away when his friends plunder her hard.

Her boobs are jiggling when she got f*cked from behind. She's sucking the other boy like a pro. Well, two years on the job. She's a pro.

Her moaning is faintly heard in the room. The music in the living room is too loud, a bit deafening right now.

Two more horny teenager boys enter the room when they barely finished with her.

Lotte couldn't rest on her laurels yet. Two boys are busy using her up. Sandwiched between them. Her gaze focuses solely on Joe.

She moans louder so he could hear her.

"Faster! Yes! Oh, Oh, deeper! Yes!"

She smiles seductively to him, taunting him to join them.

To her disappointment, Joe leaves the room.

The boys toss away the used condoms to the trash bin when they're done. Some tips for her.

They go out to continue drinking again.

Lotte steps out to the balcony to get a smoke. Cool night breeze. Tears are falling down from her cheeks. But she quickly wipes them away.