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Chapter 17 by Miss-Lau Miss-Lau

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Blake and the Blowjobs… chapter 17

A young woman’s problems in a highly pornified future world.

(All characters in this story, that do anything erotic, are at least 18 years old)

Charles had started reading the menu. He said, "Wait, Pros! Sit down." Mother sat.

Yes, Mother's name is Prostitute or Pros for short, but nobody pays for sex in today’s America. Although at the moment I feel **** enough to do so. As this country became more pornified, women had more freedom. So vile pre-freedom insults, became friendly freedom nicknames. Then mother’s gave their daughters these names out of pride and stubbornness. Our mothers have no idea who our genetic fathers are, so no one was going to object. In my class there are girls named Tramp, Whore, Floozy, Harlot, Hooker, Hussy, Minx, Slattern, Puttana and Vamp. My nickname may be Suckin’, but my real name is Jezebel.

Presently he said, "Do I have plenty of clean handkerchiefs?"

Mother said, "Yes, of course. Why - "

"Good. I feel a hunger attack coming on. I'll start with the pot-au-feu and-

Mother said, "Charles!"

"Peace, woman! The human race has survived upwards of five million years

eating anything that could be chewed and swallowed." Mrs. Santa Claus came back in and Charles ordered lavishly, every word stabbing my heart. "Now," he finished,

"if you will have that carried in by eight topless dancing girls - "

"I'll take my top off," Mrs. Santa Claus promised and turned to Mother.

Mother was about to say something about chopped grass and vitamin soup but

Charles cut in with, "That was for both of us. The kids will order for themselves."

Mother swallowed and said nothing.

Under another table across from us someone else was going to swallow soon. A truck driver had his pants down and a nude woman was under the table slowly sucking him off. He was relaxed and just enjoying life. She was playing with herself as she slowly manipulated his cock. Her large breasts wobbled. Her other hand held his thigh...

I imagined myself in her position and licked my lips.

Then I was distracted...

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