She wants to make this regular

Drained, you pull out of her, letting go of her ankles and letting her legs fall to the floor. She lays on the bench panting, her cunt oozing your seed, her eyes staring at you in wanton submission.

"You want more of that piggy?" you ask her. "You want a regular fucking so you can squeal while you come like the dirty little sow you are?"

She nods slowly, her hands cupping her breasts and squeezing them gently as she stares up at you.

"If you want more you have to pay," you sneer. She looks puzzled, still playing with her breasts. "Don't be a stupid little piggy. If you want more cock you have to pay for it, understand?"

"Yes..." she whimpers, suddenly reaching for her purse. Opening it she fumbles her wallet open and pulls out some bills, thrusting them at you. "Is that enough?" she asks plaintively, her eyes wide with trepidation and hope. Quickly counting it, you find just over two hundred dollars.

"It's enough for what you just got, but if you want more, you'll have to bring more," you growl, seeing her nod quickly in understanding.

"I can go to a machine and get more," she says anxiously. "I can get lots more. If I bring it to you will you do that to me again? I want to feel like that again. I want to be your slutty little sow."

"Five hundred dollars. Bring it to cottage number five at eight tonight. Bring it and you can be a piggy again," you tell her as you check yourself in the mirror and head out the door.