The old man sings

An older businessman like Drew had been in nirvana, and your orgasm was all he needed to be pushed over the edge. He gave a few strong thrusts and let out a loud groan, as you felt his cock swell and a scorching liquid pump into your cervix and coat your innermost pussy walls.

"Ohhhhh yessss, that's it baby. Take my ball churning cum."

After he finished spurting, he slumped back on the chair, and you collapsed over on your side, with cum leaking out your now open and oozing hole.

You were a bewildering state of confusion and bliss. You were fucked silly, but this is not what you wanted. As you continued to contemplate, you heard Drew putting his clothes back on. A mess on the floor, Drew let out a heartly laugh and pulled his wallet out.

"Hope you had as much fun as I did Erica. If you ever want to cum like that again, here's my number. Also, here's the money for the next xchange you can take. I left a little extra in case you want to get a different flavor or a breeder."

And in one last degrading act, he took the bills and smeared it in his cum pooled on the floor and stuck it right against your pussy lips.

"Can't let you forget where the money came from."

He said with one last laugh before walking out, leaving you on the ground like a discarded whore.