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I went around to everyone I knew... but I couldn't find any way of getting a hundred bucks on short notice. I even thought about calling my father, but it was just much to humiliating to go running back to my parents for cash. And so the very next day, I found myself looking up at Mr. Taylor as my landlord looked down at me. "Really Johnny... are we doing this again?" He asked me with a nasty looking smirk, he had came to my apartment this time.

"I'm sorry I couldn't get the money Mr. Taylor." I mumbled very much ashamed with my failure, and the fact that I had make the nasty deal with my landlord.

"You know this isn't paying off your debt right?" He asked me with a gloating smirk, as I opened his trousers again taking his thick fucker out. It was rock hard before I had even unbuttoned his pants, the strong musky scent of his male organs waffling up to my nose.

"Know I'll get the money I promise..." I whimpered, burying my face in his crotch as he stood over me looking down over his round belly. My cheeks were burning with mortified blush, as I licked and kissed all over his hefty male organs.

"Now I don't want you to get me wrong... I'm enjoying that soft sissy cock loving mouth of yours." Mr. Taylor snickered, as one hand stroked through my shoulder length hair gently. Even as he taunted me cruelly, his words making me blush even harder. "And god knows it's not like my wife will suck a dick anymore." He admitted with a wicked smirk, as I slowly licked over the throbbing purple helmet of his fat cock. "Hell even when she did... she wasn't anywhere near as good at it as you are." He flashed me a big coffee stained grin, before gripping the back of my head and forcing me to **** on his cock.

"AHWAK." He slowly pulled his cock back, looking down into my eyes as tears rolled down my cheeks. Gently he used his thumb to wipe them away, even as his hip's pounded that long fucker against the back of my throat.

"I want my money Johnny..." Mr. Taylor said firmly as he took my cell phone, aiming it down at my own face while sucking his gut in. I heard the fake click of the camera feature, and struggled to get his cock out of my mouth enough to tell him 'No'. But his strong hands held my head in place, as his hip's fucked my mouth with his throbbing cock. "You're a pretty little bitch Johnny... just the kind of faggot slut the Random hookup app was made for. So here is what's going to happen... I'm going to make a profile in your name, use this picture of you sucking my cock. And put up a notice that you will suck any dick... for twenty dollars a pop. You will make that money you owe me in no time... and then you will bring it to me with you apology for it being late. If you are a good little sissy whore... I will still let you suck my cock twice a week. Now finish your treat... and then get to work. Oh and the next time I stop by... I want to see you wearing some sexy for me. Like these..." He pulled a pair of frilly red lace panties out of his pocket, pushing them into my hand as his thick cock throbbed and swelled between my lips. Until I felt a scalding hot blast of cum against the back of my throat, I gulp and gagged as his cum slid down my throat. "Ammm that was nice... now get to work." Mr Taylor snorted pulling his spent cock out of my mouth, shoving it back into his trousers before walking out. My phone 'Binged' almost before the door was closed, twenty dollars was headed my way...