A chat with Jessica

Her outfit was even skimpier than what she had worn earlier this week. Her blouse barely contained her large breasts, showing off a generous cleavage. Her skirt barely covered her ass, and I could see cum running down the inside of her leg. She was wearing a lot more make up than normal for her and a lot of it was running, giving her face a well used look.

"Are you okay?" she asked immediately. "You looked like he pushed you a little to far back there."

"I'm fine," I said forcing a smile. "I'm a tough girl, I can take it." She gave me a shy smile that reminded me of the old Jessica. The one that didn't ride dicks looking like a complete slut.

"It's crazy what we're doing, isn't it?" she said. She looked so innocent as she said it. Like she needed me to comfort her, to tell her that everything would be fine.