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He licked tirelessly until her fingers sank into his hair, and a long moan of pleasure escaped her lips. Then he stopped, lay down on her, and pressed his hard penis against the entrance to her eager pussy. - Give it to me... - she cried out.

It's good to be rich, Jack thought as the exotic dark-skinned prostitute entered his apartment. He watched, mesmerized, as her long dark legs and buttocks were barely concealed by a tight mini skirt. He gazed hungrily at her upright breasts that were clearly outlined under her short shirt. He looked and felt more certain than ever - it's good to be rich.

He didn't bother with formalities. He didn't offer her a drink. He offered her only one thing - his stiff, erect cock. And she took it. She knelt before him and slowly licked him, her tongue sliding down his shaft, then diving into his swollen balls, then back up, along the penis, to the tip, until she finally swallowed the whole thing.
- Lie down - he commanded, pointing with his finger to the spacious bed. She quietly obeyed. Enchanted by her, he gently spread her legs and brought his face close to her wet pussy. He licked her lightly, savoring her juices, then became more aggressive, enveloping her clitoris with his lips, then began to tease it vigorously with quick movements of his tongue. He licked tirelessly until her fingers sank into his hair, and a long moan of pleasure escaped her lips. Then he stopped, lay down on her, and pressed his hard penis against the entrance to her eager pussy.
- Give it to me... - she cried out.

He didn't listen. He just slowly rubbed his cock against the gate of her desire, teasing her and enjoying her anticipation, in the slickness that flowed from her onto his hardened penis.
- Give it to me... Ohhh... I need it... I need you to fuck me... - she whispered.

With a cautious movement, he entered her, but only a few centimeters, then stopped again and pulled out. Then he returned, again no deeper than two - three centimeters.
- What are you doing to me... Ohh... Fuck me, fuck me... I want you... - she almost trembled in a trance.

He waited a little longer, barely moving his shaft in her sticky, wet interior, and then, finally, he thrust his penis sharply deep into the prostitute's pussy. A scream of pleasure escaped her, and he continued to ravage her insides with wild, fierce movements. She trembled as if in a fever, panting, panting and moaning. And he reveled in it. He ignited her passion and felt powerful - he didn't want to be just one of her clients, a loser paying for sex.

He wanted her to climax, to remember him, to desire him.
And he fucked her like an animal, enjoying every one of her moans, every drop of vulvar juices that flowed from her in streams. And he enjoyed it when she lustfully cried out - Yes, right there - as he slowly penetrated her ass. She was opening up before him, and he was entering that lustful hole, filling her with his cock. He fucked her roughly, watching her face contort in a grimace of passion, and only when she tensed up and screamed in climax did he allow a river of sperm to flow from his cock.

It's good to be rich, he thought as his penis emptied into the ass of the exotic prostitute.