for couple of minutes.

Berry didn't know if making a boy feel good really took that long, or she was doing something wrong, but nonetheless, she felt like it took many, many minutes before she saw anything that could be described as pleasure from Dave's face. She herself felt... something... quite soon after starting this task. She didn't know what it was, but it was a familiar feeling, throbbing almost as hard as the Dace's thing. Somehow, she felt as her throbbing was kind of happening at the same time as she felt a throb around her small fingers...

"Oh, get ready you slut!..." Dave said with such a soft voice that Berry didn't realize what was happening, until she saw an explosion happening from inside her hand.

"AH!" she squealed surprised, as she saw white liquid coming out of the hole of Dave's thing with such a ****, that it reached almost to her chin. She tried to stop it coming out on her by blocking its way with her hand, making even tighter grip on the head.

"O, o, oh..." she heard Dave's voice, which did sound as if he were feeling some... pleasure from that. "You... you did good, slut." He said, almost gently, as he looked at her now-spoiled single shirt and a dirty hand sticky from his cum. Berry looked at him dumb-founded, not knowing how to proceed next, but then she heard a sound.

*CLICK*

Dave made another photo of her humiliated look. Wet from his liquids.

"I think you enjoyed it as much as I did." He reached instantly with his free hand between her legs, getting a strong touch of her tingling lady parts.

"Ah!" she let a small moan leave her mouth, to her embarrassed realization.

"You can change clothes if you like, or wear what you are wearing right now, for all I know. Thanks, Berry. It was a nice payday."

And like that, Dave left her, with a bag of clothes and some of his cum on her body.