“Don’t stop, cock whore!”And I am. I work his fat cock in and out of my throat, matching my breathing to the movements of my head. My lips slide...easily over the velvety texture of his bell end, up and over the ridge before dropping down on to his shaft’s silky smooth skin. Then I push them all the way down his erection. As his cock slides neatly into me, stretching my throat, I focus on his filthy words of encouragement as he rains down abuse from behind the wall.“Ooh, yeah, baby,” I gush. With an incredible effort of will, I removed my hand from my whining pussy and, angry, went to the bathroom. I hoped that a cold shower would take off my arousal a little. It really gave some relief, and I, a little more cheerful, began to look at my body in the mirror. Without false modesty it can be said that it was almost flawless. I kept myself in shape. I had beautiful long legs, not thin, like matches, like some, but not greasy; narrow waist, chest medium size, attractive face, short. Several minutes later, Julan shimmered his way back to his side of the booth and sat there with a smug smile on his face. Walt, the owner, came over and asked, "Is everything all right here?"Sandy looked at him with a very crooked smile on her face and answered, "Everything's fine, Walt. Everything is just fine."As he started to walk away I called him back and asked, "Walt, did you watch the news tonight?" Never change the channel on the TV above the bar," he answered."What lottery numbers do. What you doin home? You call out?" Nope. I quit last week."'Oh shit...'Her matter-of-fact statement hit him like a sledge hammer. Her job hadonly been part time. If she'd told him that yesterday it would've beena surprise, but no big deal. Now they were both jobless. Darius wasgonna have to find another gig really fast."When were you planning on tellin me?" At the right time" she said, looking up from her computer. She smiledinnocently. "Why are you back so early?"Darius scratched his forehead.