He's done, but she's very needy

Hunter released his grip on the woman's neck and pulled out of her grasping, humid cunt, allowing a dribble of spunk to ooze out of her. She spat her shirt out of her mouth and leaned against the wall gasping, pressing her face to the bricks as he tucked his cock away and straightened his clothes.

She rolled on the wall leaning her back against it, her pants still down, the evidence of their fucking glazing her upper thighs. She stared at him with wanton, desperate need, her mouth trembling.

"I...I've never done....done this...so good...oh god I've never come like that....I don't know...don't know what got into me...." Hunter gave her a tight, non-committal smile and kept tidying his clothes while admiring the well fucked ruin of the woman's appearance.

"My...name....my name is Laura," she gasped, suddenly bending to pick up her purse. "Please....please call me....I....I...want...want it again..." She fumbled in her purse her eyes flickering between it an him. "Let me give...give you my number....please...oh god I don't have a pen or paper...." She looked at him with frantic eyes, alarm touching her face as she realised he meant to walk away. "Please....oh god please tell me your name....oh god I have to have it again...." She scrabbled in her purse again, pulling out a lipstick and then a bill, scrawling her phone number across it before pressing it into his hand with a desperate sob.

He looked down. She had written her number on a twenty dollar bill.

He gave her another feral smile and a brief nod before turning away to walk down the alley.