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Chapter 65 by sexybjgal69 sexybjgal69

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The Performance doesn't go great. (Prude)

Maybe Madeline was struggling to perform, maybe she was being shy. Maybe she just knew she shouldn't be doing what she was doing.

When Big Sal dropped his pants she could tell why he was called "Big" Sal. Her eyes bulged when she saw his cock. Then Bulged again when she tried to suck it.

While normally great at giving head she didn't perform spectacularly. Indeed. After a few minutes of mundane bobbing on his head she pushed her head off his cock and commanded.

"Hmmmm lets try that pussy out." he moved to fuck her on his bed and the performance lasted longer than she had anticipated. He flipped her around to finish doggy and she felt like he was going to split her in two. He rammed home without care for her. She was like a slab of meat to him as he thrust and grunted from behind.

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He came inside of Madeline and groaned out in pleasure as he filled her up. Shaking for a moment he regained himself and pulled his slippery cock out of her cavity of now warm goo.

"Well darling." He said as he redressed. "I don't think you are really gonna do that great here after all. Beat it." He left the suite and ordered a goon to make sure she would leave quickly. The thug was sure to watch Madeline extra carefully as she rushed to put on her clothes.

She could hardly believe he had just used her like that.

"No job?" she said to herself in disgust and disbelief. At least she couldn't get pregnant--not that that bastard knew that. She hated Big Sal and considered what she might do next as she went back ignominiously to the Strip.

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