Thursday

When Charles was rejected by Constance, he never thought that what he couldn’t achieve through charm, he’d achieve with money. Yet here was his former school “friend,” whom he’d had an unrequited crush on, standing before him in just heels and panties pulled down to her knees. He admired her large, firm breasts.

He started with them, thoroughly groping each, taking them into his mouth, even biting a nipple.

“I paid 20 euros for you, after all.”

He kissed her full lips and beautiful neck while the former feminist’s hand worked his penis. His hands played with her breasts.

“This is just the beginning!”

He pushed the student onto a chair, his penis sliding perfectly between her massive breasts as he continued kissing her. Then he **** her to take his penis in her mouth.

“Your lips aren’t for feminist speeches anymore!”

He had more ideas but couldn’t hold back. He pushed her onto a table.

“Time for your pussy!”

Her legs were spread wide, his penis inside her.

“Aaah!”

“Aaah!”

“Aaaah!!!”

The once-proud beauty moaned as he fucked her, playing with her gorgeous breasts.

Thus began Constance’s three-hour shift as a prostitute.

“Only five more hours.”