Mr. Kershtein leaves

Mr. Kershtein held Millie's head firmly in place as he emptied his load in her mouth. Millie wanted to gag as his cum tasted very foul, but she fought the urge successfully, then after a while he let her head go.

Millie quickly reached for a tissue, spitting out the cum into it, then looking up at Mr. Kershtein, who was stuffing his cock back into his pants. He had a look on his face suggesting a mixture of amusement and contempt, and looking down at her he said:

"You got three days to come up with 1,000 dollars, if not, you're out of here."

"Three days! That's not enough time!" Millie exclaimed in shock.

"You're lucky to get any extension at all." Mr Kershtein said and walked towards the door, and as he opened the he said over his shoulders:

"You're young and pretty, am sure you could put those big tits to use to raise the money."

"What do you mean?" Millie said, her eyes filling with tears.

Mr. Kershtein reached into his wallet and handed her a card, then walked out and closed the door behind him. Millie looked at the card, it was quite elegant, and said "Sasha Brooke's Companions" on it, written in cursive letters, then there was a phone number.

Millie put the card down on her table, then went into the bathroom for some mouthwash, trying to wash her mouth clean from the after taste of Mr. Kershtein's dick.

Millie rinsed her mouth several times, getting most of the taste out of her mouth, then she returned to the living room, sat down on her sofa, and stared at the card from the escort agency that Mr. Kershtein had given her, then Millie reached for her phone.