She was doing it for her man and, maybe a little for the stuff they gave her for free. Well, but it wasn’t for free was it. She’d had to pay with ...er body. Chester had said that this Carlton guy was special, had a lot of money. She’d fuck him, but he’d be the last one.She got out and headed up to apartment number 205. The plunging neckline of her short sundress was certain to turn the maggot on. She wanted that. If the asshole was hot to trot, he’d come in a hurry, and she’d be able to get. He pulled his pants down, freeing his manhood and my eyes washed over the object of my lust and affection. His cock swung heavy side to side as he layed back on his bed. I never too my eyes off it, climbed on his bed also, and pressed my face into his crotch. I felt his warm cock’s foreskin on my cheek and lips and breathed in his manly, intoxicating scent. I sighed, so happy to be back exactly were I wanted to be. I felt his cock harden and watched it swell to my touch. My lips gently brushing. The gentleman gets up to fetch drinks. I deftly activate the camera of my phone, and hide it under my arm, upon which is resting my blushing cheek. She lifts the middle of her stretched tights up a bit and I snap a quick picture. I'm suddenly very grateful the flash was turned off. Pardon me, I'll be right back.I nearly fumble my phone in the toilet stall, but my cold sweaty hands finally manage to open the picture. Much of her pussy is obscured behind her hand, but her gleaming pussy hair is. " I saw that she is ready to come again, I pull my cock back so the head is at her entrance and start to work my head inside. She wants me inside her so bad, she sighs with relief when I'm between her legs again. She closed her eyes and waited. Then she moans when she feels my thick head stretching her entrance. She relaxes to let me in, but she knows how much it hurts. It hurts every time, she takes me inside. She can't explain it, because she doesn't understand it herself, but she won't trade.