...a Hooker and her John

"Aren't you a little young to be doing this?" The balding, middle aged businessman trailed a few steps behind his Latina companion. Partly because she was leading him someplace quiet, but mostly so he could stare at the juicy ass so clearly visible beneath her mini skirt. Eight inch heels and fishnet stalkings only served to further emphasize the girls ample posterior.

"I'll have you know I turned eighteen about four months ago, so you've got nothing to worry about on that front." The young prostitute stopped and turned to face the man. Her pink jacket was cut too high to cover any more than just her modest chest and her pink miniskirt sat too low to cover any more than just her pussy. The mans gaze drifted across her exposed midsection before slowly rising to her large brown eyes and pouty lips. "First..." Her hand came to the zipper of her jacket. "Let's show you the goods." She slowly zipped her top open to reveal a fishnet tank top over her perky young breasts and brown nipples. "You like what you see?" She casually flipped the front of her skirt up to display her naked cunt.

The man gulped, already a bead of sweat had begun to run down his head. "Uhh." He loosened his tie. "Yes. Yes I do."

She stepped towards the man, her supple young body on full display. "You remember what we agreed on?"

He nodded and reached into his coat. "Two hundred for half an hour, bareback." He held out a small stack of bills for the young lady to take. She smiled and plucked them from his hand.

"My name is Camila by the way."

"John."

She laughed as she lowered herself before her client. After a moment with his belt his pants were lowered and the young lady was pulling out her johns cock.

"D-dios mio!" Her eyes went wide at the sight. "You're built like a coke can! I can barely get my hand around you." She tested her grip on the thick, meaty cock pointed towards her pretty young face. Its length was only slightly above average but its girth was almost panic inducing. "You uh, you fuck your wife with this cock?"

John let out a short laugh. "That frigid bitch? The only thing that would moisten her dried up cunt would be my life insurance payout." He stopped to stare at the teenage girl kneeling before him.

Camila couldn't take her eyes off the massive tool in her hands. "All the more for me then." She had her work cut out for her, so with that said the young hooker opened wide and took the tip of his massive tool between her lips. Her tongue ran out across the head of his cock as she applied suction. The teen then popped her client out from between her lips and began working her way down the thick shaft, kissing and licking all that she could before pointing it up to the sky. Her back arced and her head tilted back as she began to pump his fleshy penetrator and suck his impressively sized balls. After warming Johns sack with her swirling tongue the girl began working back to the head. She gently kissed the very tip of the now moistened cock before opening wide and ramming it down her throat. The loud slurping sounds from her sloppy blowjob echoed upwards towards the rooftops.