Selling answers to help some naughty girls cheat on their tests (two, three four...)

You are intentionally ambling around the hallways hesitantly on your way to the meetings you scheduled on those message boards, doing your best to look lost in case any security cameras or suspicious prefects are keeping an eye on you. As before, though, you notice that you aren't the only visitor wandering the halls. In fact, when you get to the classroom where you're planning to meet your first customer during the 3 hour gap before the next class in that room is scheduled, it's locked, and the normally clear smartglass in the window has been changed to be opaque. Curiously, you do a quick wireless hack of it, and turn it clear enough for you to peek through. And you're very glad you did. Inside is an all-too-stereotypical scene of a teacher who has gotten one of his students alone at his desk.

In this case the girl is a dark-skinned beauty with long curly hair down her back, wearing a large pair of glasses. Her delicate facial features suggest south asian ancestry. She has a slender, petite figure and manages to have an innocent, unassuming expression on her face even as she pops one of her feet up to give the guy a sexy side-on pose. It isn't easy to look so guileless when dressed in the typical attire of a midriff-baring white top, a short plaid skirt that barely hides her butt, knee high socks and platform heels... but she manages to pull it off. You can't overhear all of their conversation. However, in this case it seems that even though things are quickly going in a not-so-innocent direction, rather than any quid-pro-quo for grades, the sly dog of a teacher is buttering her up with compliments. The mature, slightly nebbish fair-haired man is telling her what a great student she is before finding a way to mention she's been an inspiration to continue his career after the despair of his wife running out on him. Even watching through a window you can tell that the manipulative man is only pretending to be surprised when his 'class pet' starts giggling and sliding her hand down his pants.

As fun as this is to watch, you're starting to wonder if it will scuttle your own meeting. But the students and staff here move fast. It's not long before the sweet-natured dark-skinned girl is bending over the desk and letting him lick her and rim her ass, followed by yanking down her panties. She blushes with a hand over her mouth and hands him a foil wrapper... she's clearly been looking for a chance to have some fun. Soon his pants are on the floor and he's easing his sheathed cock into her from behind as she bends over his desk. It seems this nerdy, innocent-seeming student has a kinky side, because soon she's asking him to wrap his hands around her neck while he pounds her from behind. Even from your less-than-ideal vantage point it's enough to make your nipples start hardening where they're pressed up against the door. You barely remember to regularly check over your shoulder so no one sees you peering in through the window in the door.

You get the confirmation that you've been hoping for as the male teacher buries his cock in his helpful student down to the root and groans in relief, which causes her to yelp in surprise as a flood of cum bursts through the embrittled condom and fills up her cunt. The teacher awkwardly mutters a few apologies as he withdraws his dribbling cock from her. Though she doesn't seem angry at him - it was the condom she brought, after all - the schoolgirl hurriedly pulls her panties back up and leaves the classroom at a quick, nervous trot to search out a bathroom. Since you saw her coming you are able to start innocently loitering near the door. You can see a little bit of cum start dribbling down her thigh as she pushes her way into the nearby girls' bathroom. The teacher looks a bit worried himself as he slips out soon after her, not making eye contact despite your suspicious presence lurking near his door. As you push your way inside, you get a wicked smirk and look down at your wrist communicator. As of last night, you've made a few modifications to the tracking program for this bet.

Although you won't get any points on Claire for it, it'll still track the outcome of events you've had a hand in. You wish you got bonus points, but that might be hard to litigate - after all, who's to say that even if you hadn't released those rubber-embrittling nanites, some of the (other) perverts taking advantage of this school might not have talked some of these horny girls into a bareback ride? Even if you are only involved as an indirect cause, you still get pleasant tingles and a dampness in your lady parts from someone else 'taking the risk'. This confirms that Blake and her sorority have been busily delivering the condoms that you worked your mischief on. Most of the partners these horny college girls are having fun and trading sexual favors with won't have your enhanced fertility, but the sheer frequency of their trysts probably means you'll have even more assists than actual points from this mischievous excursion of yours.

...

You wait for the meeting. 10 minutes past and you're starting to get concerned... if one of these girls decides to report you to the prefects or administrators, you might end up having to flee the academy earlier than you planned and miss out on your opportunity to run up the score. Your little wriggly white powerhouses might never again have such a target rich environment with so many young women not on any birth control gathered in one place, so you can't afford not to take maximum advantage, especially since the school's regulations tilt in your favor by encouraging them to carry the results. Depending on how things shake out, filling as many wombs to the brim as you possibly can might decide whether or not Claire gets the ship which is your whole livelihood.

A few minutes later you're shaking hands with 'Riley'. Like most she's dressed in a midriff-baring white top, plaid miniskirt, and knee-high socks. Despite being a 3rd year with just one more test before she graduates, the tall, skinny brunette has a baby-faced cuteness that almost makes you feel like she's too innocent to go through with this. But before you can start getting cold feet and offer her just the answers for the nominal fee, Riley starts sensually licking the frozen popsicle she'd brought into the classroom, winking and asking not-so-innocently about the 'special discount'. While you demur and ask her to remind you, she slurps the rest of the ice cream off the stick in one motion. The stiff bulge rising under your skirt is quite visible. "Ooopsie, I slurped it all up... Sorry, ma'am. But maybe I have something else you'd like to lick." she says as sits on a nearby desk and spreads her legs, showing off her white cotton panties.

Any hesitation is gone from your mind as you tug her underwear off with your teeth and busy your lips in her crotch. Despite being slender and athletic with tiny tits, Riley has quite a meaty pussy, with prominent pink petals that you quite enjoy licking and smacking your lips on. She tastes much better than any ice cream could. And yet, even if you weren't here on a mission...

"Mmm," you pop your head up from between her legs and grip her soft thighs in your hands, giving her a tug closer to you. "You've got quite a high opinion of yourself, thinking I'd give you black market test answer sheets that I had to smuggle in on my own personal spacecraft for next to nothing just for you to let ME give YOU pleasure. But I have an idea for how we can both enjoy ourselves."

Riley giggles and looks down at the bulge under your skirt. "Oh! That's pretty forward of you, ma'am. I have a boyfriend, and I wouldn't want him to get jealous."

"What he doesn't know won't hurt him." you say, licking your lips and knowing full well that won't be the case. "I'm sure just one little round won't stretch you out too much, even with a cock as big as mine."

"Holy shit, I didn't think things were gonna go this far," the skinny brunette giggles. "I woooould, but I just ran out of rubbers and haven't been able to get more yet."

Seeing your chance slip away, you can tell be using your illicit expression-scanning implant that she wants it. So you reach down and unzip your skirt, letting it fall around your feet and revealing your eager wood. You grab her legs and turn them over, so she is laying on her side atop the desk with her legs together bent outward in an L-shape. You start rubbing the swollen head of your dick, already leaking pre-cum, over her inner thigh. "Come on..." you suggest seductively. "Just the tip."

"Well..." Riley nibbles one one of her fingers and rests a hand on her hip to hike her skirt up higher.

...

Five minutes later you're slamming your cock into the college girl with such **** that the desk has slid a good 5 feet across the floor since you started. She's yelping and squealing in pleasure so loudly that you're sure any classes next door can hear. Not wanting to make a scene after you've already taken so long in here, when you feel the heat and pressure building in your hips telling you that you're crossing the point of no return, you start pulling back. A shudder runs through your throbbing shaft as you back out of her, leaving the first spurt inside of her. You moan as you pull out of her and fire the next few ropes of cum over her pale, shapely thighs.

Riley sighs in satisfaction as she starts to wipe your cum off her. "Wow, you were cutting it pretty close there, Mystery Lady. You're sure you pulled out in time?"

"Not a moment too soon." you reply confidently, taking out a few wet napkins to clean up Riley and yourself. That's technically true - you ALMOST jumped the gun and pulled out before firing off the first, most sperm-laden pulse in Riley's fertile pussy.

...

An hour and a half later you've met up with your second naughty, cheating schoolgirl of the day. She was dressed ever-so-slightly more conservatively than most of the students... she was actually wearing a full-length blouse that exposed neither her midriff nor any cleavage.... emphasis on 'was'. Now it's unbuttoned and hanging open as you grope her from behind. She didn't even bother telling you her name, just her online handle 'KandyKyss13'. And even though you have plenty to compare it to you have a hard time judging the rump grinding against your hips as anything but perfect.

Her reddish brown medium length feathery hair tickles your exposed cleavage as you grope her. She has a heavy course load, so she suggested meeting up on her lunch break, not knowing you were planting to give her a different kind of heavy load. You silently thank that plump cafeteria lady who showed you to the nice private pantry you're now using. At first when the redheaded student feels your thick rod stiffening under your skirt, she offers you a quick blowjob. You masterfully hide your enthusiasm and pretend to be disappointed... which is difficult when you're looking down at the beautiful sight of her flashing eyes, pretty sharp-featured face, and winning smile. You say that you haven't got all day for this and she can either pay full price for the cheat sheet or bend over for you.

The pretty redheaded girl doesn't seem too disappointed. She keeps giving you that toothy smile as she spreads her legs apart and plants her black platform heels at shoulder length apart. Bending over at the waist, she gives you a good look at her heart-shaped rump and her spicy red silken panties. With a wink, she holds out a condom wrapper between two fingers (much to your delight, you can see it's one the 'special' ones you delivered). She's more cautious than Jessica on the first day was, and carefully watches as you unroll the rubber sheath over your girthy cock. She even checks it with her hand before reaching down to grab both of her ankles just above her frilly socks.

Not wanting to waste any time, you simply tug her red silk panties to the side to expose her puffy pink cuntlips. Soon those delicate feminine gates are being prised open by your swollen purple cockhead. She tosses her head back and begins moaning sluttily as you build up your rhythm quickly, sliding your shaft an inch deeper with each thrust as her tight inner walls relax to admit the full majesty of your futa cock. You push your hips as far forward so you're giving her extra stimulation by grinding your tense ballsack against her clit. Soon you stop going back and forth and instead waggle your hips from side to side in a corkscrew motion. She absolutely loves that, especially when you give her naughty backside a couple of teasing spanks.

You bite your lip as you try to extend the pleasure, while also glancing at a nearby clock and making sure you're on schedule for your next 'mating meeting'. In past times, having already blown your load in two hot pussies today, you might find it easy to last. But the feel of her suddenly tightening up around you as she reaches a gushing orgasm is almost more than you can bear. It seems those semen-enhancing energy drinks you've been consuming every morning also make it harder to build up a tolerance to tight pussy squeezing your cock no matter how much of it you've gotten in the last couple of days.

Pleasure explodes through your hips and makes your toes curl as you dig your fingers into her soft ass-cheeks and go balls deep. She moans softly as she rides out her own orgasm, grinding her ass against your hips. It's only afterwards that she shakes her head and comes to her senses as you keep slowly thrusting, churning up the creamy load you've blown inside her. She looks down between her own legs from her bent-over position and sees a bit of white cum, churned into a froth by your continued motion, leaking out where your shaft is inside her. "Oh fuck!" she hisses, eyes wide, and slaps your thigh urgently. "Pull out, pull out...!"

As the redhead looks up nervously and sees several thick globs of cum leaking out of her pussy and making a mess of her panties, you give her a condescending pat on her ass and tuck the data-stick containing the test answers into the waistband of her frilly plaid skirt. You fail to suppress a smirk as you nonchalantly pull the ruined condom off your softening cock and toss it in a nearby trash bin, giving her a casual shrug as she waggles her hips from side to side, squealing nervously as she feels more start to leak out.

Judging by how much is leaking out, those fertility enhancements and supplements were worth every credit you paid for them. Your cum is still nice and white rather than getting thin or watery, assuring you that the redhead has just as many millions of sperm inside her as the first couple of girls. Still... there might be a limit. You have less than an hour before your next 'sale'. To make sure your balls know their work for the day is far from done, you pull up the records of one of the 'mock interviews' scheduled that you got off Mrs. Glidden's computer. You get there first and set up a short-range wireless camera and hide in an adjacent room.

Sure enough, it's not long before a student with short black pixie cut and an face that smolders with sensuality shows up. She's more dressed than most students and is wearing 'formal clothes', a black jacket and tie with matching skirt, though she still has knee-high stockings and exposed skin. She has a slim figure with modest sized breasts, but she moves with a liquid grace that makes you very tempted to try and catch up with her later. Her 'interviewer' from a media corporation is a large, heavily muscled black man with a goatee.

Unsurprisingly, the pretense of an 'interview' is dispensed with pretty quickly in favor of a job offer before he starts pawing at her. She does a sensual dance for him. This girl has a natural talent as a stripper - if you knew her name you'd forward her some job offers. Soon the large man is on his knees burying his face in her crotch as she stands and gyrates. Before long she's pushing him onto the ground and getting his pants off Showing that she's multitalented, the eastern-european-looking student applies a condom to that huge black python with her mouth before hopping on his lap.

The businessman proves quite strong and, after tossing aside her jacket and blouse leaving her in just her skirt, he lifts her up and begins fucking her standing up as she wraps her legs around him. Soon he's roaring gutturally in pleasure as he cums. Compared to some of the other girls, this one is rather nonchalant about the condom failure and even sensually scoops up some of the cum dripping from her pussy and licks it off her fingers. The display is so erotic that you're not only rock hard again, you are damn tempted to stroke yourself to the sight of it. You take the risk of 'wasting' some of your cum by finger-fucking yourself, riding the fine line of giving yourself a vaginal orgasm without popping your cork and making a mess of the front of your skirt.

By the time your next meeting begins you feel like you're full to bursting once again, as if you were just as pent up as you were your first night on this station before Blake graciously relieved the pressure with her pussy. And when you do meet your next customer in an unused classroom you thank your lucky stars that you're laden with another potent load of cum.

The freshman in front of you doesn't necessarily have the prettiest face of any of the girls you've been with - not that she isn't beautiful, just that it's a tough competition - but her body is simply stunning, beating out most strippers you've paid for. She's an inch or two taller than you, with long curvaceous thighs barely hidden by a pleated miniskirt that probably toes the line of regulations even at this school. The smooth skin of her fit midriff is totally exposed for wandering eyes, and accentuated with a glittering navel piercing. But the main things drawing your eyes are the grapefruit-sized tits straining against the surface of the tight, gauzy front-tie top she's wearing. The fabric is so thin that her black bra is clearly visible.

She clearly notices that your eyes are glued to her chest and with effort you look up to her pretty green eyes. She has strawberry blonde hair in two braided tails resting on the sides of those incredible bosoms. The smirk on her pouty, glossy red lips suggests she knows exactly how good she looks. "Um, hi." she says in a slightly condescending tone. "I'm Harper. So, you brought that 'study guide'? You don't look like you go to this school. Who are you supposed to be?"

You shrug and try to maintain an air of confident superiority, reminding yourself your beauty has seduced hundreds in the same time that most people take to get through a round of drinks with a prospective lover.

Silently, with your implanted retinal scanners you look up her information. Harper Lynn Kagney, freshman, age 19 as of just a few weeks ago. Had several dirty holo collections including hard-core futanari content confiscated from her luggage when she arrived. 10 curfew violations on record already. Suspected but not proven of using breast-enhancement genemods.

"Does it matter?" you ask. "I've got what you want. Wouldn't you rather spend the next 6 weeks sneaking out nights to parties and concerts instead of burying your nose in the books for midterms? I'll give you those answers for 20% less than they cost me on the black market if you'll share some of Saint Vivian's famous 'loving sisterhood' with me. Just a little bit of your time..."

"Hmph." this buxom teen tart has a confidence that you can admire. "It's true that I don't have enough pocket money to afford the answers that those snobby Sextuple G girls are selling... taxis that are discrete and trustworthy enough to go out at night aren't cheap. Plus I just couldn't resist this ring last time I was out..." she glances down at the bit of jewelry on her finger. "What all do you want from me?"

You grin evilly and unzip your skirt again with one smooth motion, revealing your lack of underwear and showing that your cock is already even stiffer than your nipples, pointing right at her. "Isn't it obvious? Everything. Come here and let me get a feel of you."

Miss Kagney's eyes widen for a second but then she purses her plump, glossy lips again. "Ohh. I thought I was going to be eating pussy today."

"You still might be." you slide your hand behind your masculine parts for emphasis. "But I've got an ache you need to take care of first, you naughty girl."

"Mmm... I've heard stories from other girls here but I've never done anything with a futa before." she shrugs. "Either way, I have a few rules. No kissing. I'm saving that for when I'm with someone I love." She sensually settles down onto her knees and opens her mouth wide, taking the head of your achingly hard cock into her mouth.

This girl has some VERY impressive blowjob skills as you soon find out. In fact, if you're being honest, she might have you yourself beat in spite of being half your age. Blake and Jessica were experienced, but they can't compare to this talent. She noisily slurps and provides suction with her cheeks as she bobs her head back and forth on your shaft, leaving lipstick smudges all along it.

When Harper runs her lips and tongue all along the underside and goes down to take your balls into her mouth it's an effort for you not to burst right then and there. You have to clench your gut and dig your long fingernails into your palms to resist the urge. 'Think of Claire', you tell yourself. 'and her ship. If I let a single one of these cheating brats get away without my cum inside them, it could mean losing everything to her.'

You roughly tug on her twin braids and urge the curvaceous freshman to stand up. As she does you grab her nice, soft ass with both hands and plant kisses of your own on her exposed cleavage, leaving a few lipstick smudges there in return. "That'd be enough for a little discount, but not as much as you're squeezing me for." you tighten your grip on her pale ass for emphasis and then begin pulling down her panties. "Now that it's nice and wet, why don't you hop on there? We'll call it even."

Harper raises her eyebrow, looking a little surprised at your boldness. "Hop on? Uh," she gives a sassy roll of her eyes, "you know that we're not allowed to buy birth control implants here, right? Some religious doctrine or something. I may have been spending my time in health class watching the holonet, but just last week I was chatting with one of my friends who went to a different school. Casey said she hooked up with a rich, sexy teal-haired businesslady who took her out to a club, who turned out to have something extra. And when she went home, 'Mary, the businesslady, told her she didn't have to worry about anything because they were 'both female'. Now Casey's freaking out about her period being late, especially since her family are all hardcore speciesists who don't believe in abortion."

You chuckle. The description that Harper is giving sounds a bit like one of your trade contacts. The last time you'd met a month and a half ago, she'd hired some whores to seal the deal and saw you stealthing the one you had bent over a couch (that was before you got your latest mods, but still added another point to your tally). Looks like just like Claire, Marisol might've been turned on by the idea.

"It's true, we're fully functional and fertile on both sides." you say. "But that's no reason to give up on the pleasures of riding a big, hard cock. I certainly haven't. It just means that I have twice as much reason to keep plenty of condoms on hand." You pull one of the condom wrappers out of your purse. Before she can say anything you tear it open and start stretching it over your turgid erection. "See? You'll be perfectly safe."

Needless to say, after yesterday you decided to use a needle to take chance out of the equation and make absolutely sure that none of the rubbers you'd brought with you would hold up. You intentionally avoid pulling it down taut so that it looks like it's intact. Does this qualify as a 'white lie'? Perhaps not from this busty college girl's perspective, but there's going to be something literally white involved.

You elegantly sit down on top of the desk and pat your lap, beckoning her closer. "Mmm... I dunno..." Harper says indecisively.

.....

Five minutes later the empty classroom is filled with soft clapping sounds and feminine "Ooohs" and "Ahhs". You have an excellent view of Harper's springy young ass as it bobs up and down on your lap, taking your cock deeper and deeper inside her. Her shaved pink pussy was dripping wet when she slid herself down over you and each time she sits down, you're wearing her completely. Her hot, slick love tunnel squeezes with excitement each time you go deep enough to hit her g-spot.

Having experience on both sides of fucking, you always enjoyed reverse cowgirl position since it gave you the most control over making sure the cock in you was hitting just the right spot. By the quivers you can feel running through Harper's tummy as you squeeze her waist in your grip, running your fingers over her navel piercing, you are sure that she's benefiting from the same.

By the hot, intimate slickness you feel around the head of your cock you can tell that the condom is torn wide open. You sit up so you can grab Harper's big bouncing tits in both hands as she rocks back and forth on your lap. You moan intimately with your lips against her neck. She shudders and gasps in surprise as you pull her a little deeper so that you can feel her dribbling cunt-lips settling into place atop your balls.

The pleasant hot pressure is almost too much, but you want her to enjoy herself too, so you hold back on your approaching orgasm and slide one hand down her belly to flick her clit with your index finger as she begins grinding her butt against your lap in a sensual circular motion. A lustful groan escapes Harper's lips and you feel her knees squeezing against you as she cums. Her pussy drips like a leaky faucet all over your sack as she grinds against you for maximum pleasure.

You're really starting to get a thrill out of intentionally bringing up your feelings of guilt over your transgression. This is the 10th unsuspecting college girl you'll be inseminating just to win a bet. Sure, none of these students are going to end up losing their livelihoods or wind up on the street, but it's not something most people would take lightly. Yet that is exactly what you're doing. Thanks to this academy's rules, it's quite possible that if you don't pull out now, this busty blonde slut is going to be big-bellied and spread-eagled in a hospital bed in 9 months, pushing with all her might.

Ah, but it's all for the best, isn't it? You close your eyes and drink in the sensation as Harper rises halfway off you and then sinks back onto your lap down to the base of your dick again. If Claire sees your score suddenly skyrocket after a dozen or more of these naughty schoolgirls give birth in quick succession, she'll probably just give up early. If you knock up enough of this academy's pure and wholesome young ladies in one go, it might mean a lot fewer girls ending up clutching big bellies by the time your bet with Claire ends.

The guilty thrill of rationalizing such a selfish act so breezily pushes you over the edge. The piping hot load your nuts have been brewing up since you began touching Harper's shapely body erupts with the **** of a geyser inside her. "AHH!" she yelps in shock as she feels the hot, gooey sensation of cum spraying deep inside her. You cop one last loving squeeze of those huge tits of hers before Harper awkwardly leans forward, pulling her well-fucked twat off of your cock. Looking down, she can clearly see the broken condom. As if on cue, several large droplets of jizz dribble out of her smooth, retracted labial lips and onto your thigh.

Damn. You're out of wet-naps. You contentedly note you'll have to be extra careful not to stain your skirt, since your whole crotch area is soaked with a blonde teen's pussy juice as well as your inner thighs dribbling with your own. When you stand up and go to retrieve your skirt you see you left a little puddle on the desk. Oh well. Not your problem, any more than the swarms of vigorous tadpoles racing towards their goal inside the well-endowed blonde popping a squat on the floor in front of you is your problem.

"Jeez, did you not feel the condom break?" Harper asks in a huffy tone of voice, rolling her eyes again. "I've only got, like, half an hour before my next class and now I have to run back to my room and douche like crazy."

You chuckle contentedly and give her a light swat on the ass before you carefully begin re-dressing yourself. "Look on the bright side, at least you won't need to worry about the mid-term test, even if you have another, different test to worry about taking now."

It takes a few seconds for your joke to register, which you see as Harper makes a sour face and straightens back up. "Go on, then." you say. "The longer it takes you to get back there, the more of a head start my little swimmers are going to have on you."

Harper sighs and puts a hand on her forehead, grabbing the data stick and pushing her way out of the room. Her micro-skirt is so short that anyone in the hallway who looks will probably be able to see the cum trickling down her inner thighs as she walks.

You smirk and check your wrist-comm. Ah! It looks like your first official score will be added to your tally very soon, as a built-in warning message is waiting for you:

WARNING! Contraceptive failure detected! Our scans indicate that a recent sexual partner who verbally expressed a desire to avoid insemination is currently ovulating. Possibility of pregnancy is estimated at over 50%. You may be at risk of legal liability and/or social censure.

Looks like that dutiful but careless jogger, Jessica, had been right at the most fertile time of the month when she ran into you - one of her eggs is 'jogging' at a quick pace down towards her womb, and about to stumble right into a crowd of your sperm just as Jessica had to you. After you blew such a big load in that sexy athletic freshman's pussy, her odds of avoiding pregnancy would've been slim even if you'd never bought those enhancements... with them, her chances of keeping her tummy flat in the near future are pretty much nil.

That means you'll have to be twice as careful going into the academy tomorrow, so she doesn't spot you. You need to jet from this academy before the weekend begins in a few days so she doesn't have time to track you down if she happens to click on a similar warning message after one of her routine morning medical scans, especially since there might be others looking for you too by that point.

You've still got a couple more 'customers' to satisfy today, and another seven (so far) tomorrow. Looks like you'll see just how effective all those enhancements you paid for really are. And... hmmm, that's odd. You see a message from Jonas Ranton, the man you discretely helped come to this colony. He's inviting you to a private golf game the day after tomorrow, for 'some fun and perhaps a friendly wager while we discuss the future'. At first you're about to blow it off, but he says he'll have 'friends' there. Well, golf isn't really your game, but it'll be worth your time if he means what you hope that means. And with all the money you've been spending, you could use a little extra. If you end up losing, you can probably convince him into a quick fuck in exchange for forgiving your losses.

From your purse you pull out another of those bottles of 'special milk' and chug it down. With just an hour until you make your next sale to a would-be cheater, you want to be sure you have no shortage of cum to fill her up with.