479. Thirsty Lady

P.S.
This is a work of fiction
My name is Mary
I am an Italian
And I am a prostitute in Berlin

Begin...

My sweet lady how are you
Are u thirsting for me
I see that stick is dripping
Your lips are open
Waiting for me

Lie down and relax
Let me slide in
It may hurt at first
You've done this many times
It is part of your work

U like getting paid in cash
I don't mind the damage
Just let me be the first tonight
You usually get 6 clients
In your 10 hour shift

You said you are saving money
To buy a farm back home
In italy
You want to get married
And have kids
You broke up with your 15th boyfriend
Or was it seventeenth
Who cares

U have around 4 boyfriends a year
And 6 clients a night
Your body count is close to 3K now
You spent a lot travelling the world
And taking drugs

You are only 28 but look like 48
Your pussy is so loose
I never came while fucking you

A reminder:

Drinking coke zero
Is like fucking a prostitute
U burn no calories
Just like fucking
A the wind
U can't feel her pussy
It is too lose
U can screw her all u like
U will never cum
Bcos it aint tight

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