. . let’s not pretend you get a girl like me wet. But if you can find me a valuable. . . uh . . . customer. . . every $10,000 i make i will give yo... one encounter on the house.” Katrina furrowed her brow saying this. Jesus, she really was a whore.“Ok, i will call you back soon!” And with that, Mr. Johnson was gone. Katrina didn’t have to wait long. No more than 15 minutes. She let the first return call go to voicemail, she liked the control she felt over the situation. Mr. Johnson. ”“Do you really?” she asked cheekily. “Follow me and let’s see how married you are.”---The staff toilets were hardly the most romantic place for a shag, but I must admit that Lara’s body would make any man go crazy. In fact, I knew I was cruising into dangerous territory, watching her 22-year-old ass swaying in that navy blue pleated skirt. She looked behind her, making sure I was following.“10 million dollars a year, Jack”, she whispered into my ear.The closet was securely locked, and there. Her van was situated so only she could see inside when the side door was opened. I watched as she went inside, waited a minute or two and she came back with my Polish. She put on the rest of what I liked and handed it to me. I gave it a sniff."Yeah, special sauce alright. Well, see ya later," I waved moving towards my truck."If you come by when I'm closing I'm sure to have another if you want," I heard her call out."I just might do that," I said and waved again.Five hours later found me back at. In the heat of the moment, I called him 'daddy' and thought he was going to explode immidiately. Luckily he didn't but instead began fucking me like he hadn't done all night. Seriously, the man went buck wild on my pussy, shoving me into the mattress, pulling my hair, squeezing my big titties until they turned pink. I absolutely loved it and came very quickly, calling him daddy the whole time. Finally, he pulled his cock out and stood up over me, cumming all over his baby girl. After that hot.