Yes, let's find non-hungover mouths to enjoy

"You're right Laura, sorry", you admit. "Hey, I'll write my phone number down here, so text me when you're feeling better and we can meet again, ok?"

She mumbles something vaguely affirmative sounding from under her blanket, so you write down your number on her midterm essay paper, put your shoes on and step outside. How long could it take you to find a cute girl to suck you off?

Turns out, not long at all. Because literally five steps away from Laura's door stands a cute girl, freckles running across her face and her red hair in a wild mane of corkscrews, a big smile making her look even cuter.

"Good morning, John!" She somehow manages to get even perkier as she greets you. You warmly smile at her and unzip your jeans as you step closer.

"Oh, do you want me to suck your dick?" She asks, her mouth staying open in the oh-so-lovely O-shape, her eyes looking down at the erection you fish out.

"I sure do", you tell her as you stop right in front of her and place both hands on her shoulders. Without needing any further encouragement, she gracefully kneels down, carefully takes hold of your dick with one hand and inhales the head in her mouth. Her other hand brings up a phone and before you have time to react, she takes a selfie.

And another.

And a third.

"Hey, more sucking and fewer selfies", you admonish her. She mumbles sorry, mouth full of dick, but puts her phone away and concentrates on you. Or rather, your cock. With her full attention in the blowjob, its quality skyrockets and soon you can't help but close your eyes, enjoying her lips dragging over your hardness, and her wet tongue going around it. You're getting there, but there's just a little more you need - so you place both hands in her copper curls and swing your hips forward while your grip keeps her head in place. That does the trick as the head of your cock enters her throat, getting your juices flowing, all explosive-like. Valiantly she swallows, repeatedly, like the good girl she is and makes sure there is no mess.

You slowly pull your dick out of her mouth and she's considerate enough to lick it all clean, even dabbing it with a handkerchief.

"Can I take a post-hummer selfie?" She asks. You have no idea what she means, so you just nod. She purses her lips and brings your soft willy across them, using two fingers of one hand to keep it in place, while her other hand brings her phone up. Click and flash.

"Thanks, John! See you later!" She runs off, probably to update her social media.

You had no idea how fucked up this world would get when you asked for it. But hey, it's fucked up in a good way.