Getting money

Max cannot believe the day he just had. This easily topped all his favorite days so far combined. This seemed impossible to beat. In fact, he expected to wake up tomorrow to discover he'd been in some accident and was in a coma.

Then he had an idea. If he might just wake up tomorrow, why not ramp it up? As soon as he was home, he went to borrow some money. For this plan he needed actual money, so he didn't screw somebody when the books were checked. He decided his cousin was the best person to get money from, especially considering she already seemed interested in him.

He rushed up to Annabelle's room, not even knocking. To tell the truth, Max wanted to catch her masturbating like in porn. Of course she wasn't, she was simply studying at her desk.

"What do you want? I'm trying to fucking study. Also, knock next time. Privacy is a thing." Annabelle snapped, turning quickly in her chair to him and then straight back to her homework.

"You know you wouldn't have to worry about this if you'd get an apartment like a normal college student. " Max snapped back before realizing what he said. He definitely did not want Annabelle moving out.

"Shut up, I'm trying to save money. What do you know? You've never even had a proper job."

Job! That reminded him. He needed money from her. Also, maybe he should get a job now that he could make people agree to stupid trades. It would be a simple matter... No! That could come later, he needed some money right now from Annabelle.

"How about this, Annabelle? I'll let you blow me for a couple hundred." He knew he should feel guilty, but he'd pay her back.

"Ugh, fine. But you suck, making your own cousin pay that much for it." She whined.

His eyebrows raised at that. Did that mean she'd blow him for free or was the value just raised by the trade system. He decided to test it.

"No, you suck. Literally." He laughed at his joke. "How about this? If you do a good job, we can do something more if you want." He was careful to leave it open, to test if she wanted more.

He closed the door and sat down on her bed. She kneeled down in front of him, grabbing a hair tie from her desk and putting her beautiful red hair back in a pony tail. Then she went to work, unzipping Max and pulling his cock out in one smooh motion. She stared at it for a second, before deepthroating his full length. Whoa! He had no idea she could do that. She winked at the surprise on his face.

She drew back, slowly licking him up his shaft, before playing with the tip. She repeated this a bunch, before just focusing on the head. And just when he felt ready to come, she was deepthroating him again. This felt nothing like the blowjob he'd had just this morning.

"Fuck, Ana. I'm cumming." He moaned out as he came down her throat. He breathed out. "When the fuck did you learn that? That was nothing like the blowjob you gave me this morning."

Annabelle smiled. "What do you think I've been studying all day?"

"But how the fuck did you learn that through just studying?"

Annabelle reached into her night side drawer and pulled out the most realistic dildo Max had ever seen. "With this." She said, giving it a lick to prove her point.