1. Saffron, Schoolgirl? Stripper? Hooker? part 2


    Date: 8/31/2015, Categories: Fiction, Boys/Teen Female, Female exhibitionist, Male/Teen Female, Prostitution, Reluctance, Water Sports/Pissing, Young, Author: abroadsword, Rating: 85.7, Source: sexstories.com

    drunk,” Saffron lied. “No you weren’t, you just drop your pants and let old Johnny here fuck you and you’ll get your money,” he offered. “Oh lord,” Saffron sighed, but she found there was something horribly exciting about being made to have sex with an unattractive stranger and she felt uncomfortably moist at the prospect, “Do you promise?” “Scout’s honour,” the guy laughed. “Look seriously,” Saffron demanded, as she tried to deny her excitement, “I just want what I’m owed.” “So how much you reckon you’re owed?” he asked. “Oh lord, it was thousands,” Saffron insisted. “Ok, two grand,” the guy offered and he pulled some notes from his jacket, “That’s after expenses and tax and everything?” ”I thought it was more but I suppose after tax and everything,” Saffron agreed. ”So ball Johnny and prove you’re same the girl,” he said, ”And the money‘s yours.” “I just know Im going to regret this,” Saffron replied and she slipped off her padded jacket, undid her trainers pulled her shapeless cardigan over her head and laid it on the table and started to unzip her denim jeans. “Jesus Boss,” Johnny exclaimed as he looked at Saffron’s lithe young body, her pert tits and sensible M+S bra and panties, “I just cum in my pants.” “Don’t worry about a thing,” the guy replied, “The point’s been made, just hop up on the table darlin,” You can call me ‘Boss’ by the way he added. “Look we had a deal,” Saffron said indignantly. “So suck his dick hard and ball him!” the guy, ‘Boss’ suggested, “Or hop ...
    up on the table, or just walk away, I ain’t worried either way.” “Ok,” Saffron replied and she pulled out a chair and sat on the table. “I said drop your pants,” the Boss said pleasantly,”Cause they’re getting mighty wet.” “Oh,” Saffron said guiltily as she realised it was now obvious that she was wet and excited at the prospect of being screwed by one of the black guys but wasn’t sure which was about to screw her. “And the bra,” he added. “Right,” Saffron agreed as she slipped it off, releasing the pressure on her erect and aroused nipples “Satisfied?” “Well you certainly got what it takes,” he agreed. “So are you going to fuck me?” Saffron asked. “Say please,” he replied. “Oh for heaven’s sake, please!” Saffron sighed resignedly as she began to rub her clit. “When you’re good and ready,” he agreed. Saffron slipped two fingers into her sopping vagina and began to frig herself. She couldn’t believe what was happening but she had never been so excited before in her entire life. Frigging herself in a dark dingy room in a seedy club as she offered herself to one or more dark skinned men whom her mother would have a fit if she even saw Saffron speaking to. “Like now?” Saffon asked. “Sure babe,” her replied and he stood and carefully undid his belt and fly letting his huge ebony tool free from captivity before he slipped his pants off and strangely to Saffron’s view pulled his trainers back on. Next he placed his jacket on the chair, removed his shirt and only then took hold of his ...
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