Nothing ventured, nothing gained

Before she has a chance to chicken out, she leans forward, and gives the stranger's cock a long lick, tasting it. It's obvious the man didn't shower before coming here, but if she wanted that, she wouldn't be here, now would she? She licks his cock up and down, then takes it into her watering mouth, letting her heavily painted lips wrap tightly around it as the shaft fills up her mouth. Yes, she is hungering for this, and as she sucks his cock, she finds herself moaning on it, moaning like the whore she is. Bobbing her head up and down, eagerly, feeling it swell and harden as she pleasures this strange man's cock.

All the while, Mr. Johnson's voice urges her on, "That's a good little cock socket. Work that cock like the whore you are. Fuck, such a dirty little slut! I knew what kind of girl you were when I saw your profile. Those naked pictures of yourself. I knew that if you were for real, you'd make the perfect little fucktoy! And that's what I'm going to do to you, I'm going to mold you, remake you into an insatiable, cum guzzling cockslut. Your little whore body was made to be used this way, to worship cock." Every word from his filthy mouth was turning Lexi on more and more, and she pumped her mouth harder on that cock in response, moaning on it, hands pressed on the wall as her head bobs up and down on this perverted stranger's bacon torpedo. Her knees grinding a bit into the cum-covered floor of this booth. Yes, this was what she had been needing, craving. To be used, used like the little whore she is. No respect, no tenderness, no romance, just used like a toy, for the pleasure of whoever wanted to stick their cock in her. She wasn't a person, she was a thing. And she loved it!

And then it happened. The stranger cumming wasn't the surprise, she'd never gotten any complaints about her blowjob skills, but what was a surprise was her body's response. As he came, so did she. It was intense, and it seemingly came from nowhere. Maybe it was the headspace she was in, she didn't care, she just wanted more. She held the cum in her mouth until the man pulled out, then looked up at the camera, opened her mouth to show Mr. Johnson, then swallowed it. A big smile forming on her face. Her eyes looking up at the camera expectantly, hungry for more.

Then she heard Mr. Johnson's voice, "Good slut! Now you've got two choices, you can either get up and leave, and this will all just be a happy little memory, something to jill off to in your otherwise mundane, basic bitch life. Or you can take off your top, and get another cock. So what's it going to be, my dirty little whore?"