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chagrined look. About time that girl learned to show me some appreciation.
    About time the spoiled princess learned to swallow her pride right alongside my seed.
    "Well, Carl, looks like you'll finally get what you've been after," the blonde babe says, arms folded over her fat tits and with tears in her eyes, her cheeks flushed. God, she looks as if just the prospect of putting out for me is killing her.
    Shows how spoiled she really is.
    "You look like you think your pussy is too good for me, girl," I say and she just snorts and looks away, offering me her profile. A perfect profile with long eyelashes, a perfectly straight nose, high cheekbones, perfect lips and chin.
    All framed by a thick mane of blonde hair that cascades down and over her shoulders, all the way to her prime ass. A porny-ass just like my ex used to have.
    My hard on stirs at the thought of seeing her look up at me submissively with those big blue eyes of hers and those luscious full lips stretched tight around my Johnson.
    "I guess you never imagined it would be up to you to put food on the table by lying on your back, did you?" I say and the boy makes a small, pained sound that only boost my contempt for the weakling. Really, to think that girl , who could have gotten herself any guy, just had to settle for him.
    "Didn't doubt you'd jump to the opportunity to make some cash," I say, hooking my thumbs in my pockets. My cock is already hard and I can see the girl's eyes grow wide when she looks at my bulge. "Shows you are like my damn ex."
    There is fear in disgust on those crystal clear blue lookers of hers, but I'm betting dollars to donuts that she'll be eyeing me with a cum-craving shine soon enough. That's how things went with me and the ex, she was a bit reluctant at first but fast learned to sing a different tune.
    "Fuck you, Carl," the babe says, all angry and foolish pride, her cheeks fast coloring a deeper shade of red.
    "Now, don't be like that, girl," I say. "Maybe sitting down on an old man's cock wasn't what you dreamed for, but hey, the green does make up for it, right?"
    That's me reminding her that when it really comes down to it, she can be as proud and haughty as he wants to be, but her pride and better-than-you attitude fast evaporates when she realizes her back is against the wall.
    That's when her kind quickly decides that trading pussy for cash really isn't such an unthinkable act after all.
    "You probably think you're doing me a favor, " Mary says with a mixture of contempt and anger. She flinches when I take a step in her direction, but she doesn't run. That tells me she takes after the ex in more than one way.
    She took to whoring like a fish takes to water, not even batting an eyelid when it came to spreading her legs to the highest bidder when money was tight. Bitch even ran off with a customer, leaving me all on my own.
    "I'll tell you what I'm not thinking, pretty girl," I say and I give her a stern look that should tell her to pay attention. "I don't think I'm paying two-thousand cash to have you being rude to me."
    Mary doesn't say anything. She just stands there looking blonde and blue-eyed and gorgeous. I can tell she is tense from the way she breaths, and the fabric of her blouse is stretched tight around her fat centerfold tits with each inhale.
    Goddamn, to think she denied me the right to feel those fat tits for so long makes my blood boil.
    It also makes my cock drool cum.
    "Look at me, girl," I say and remain quiet until she turns her head and faces me, our eyes meet and I know it is the hunger for the green that prevents her from turning her eyes away. "I'll be damned if I let you treat me like this, you hear?"
    Mary doesn't say anything, not that I expected she would. And that loser, the boy, he is quiet like a mouse. Just standing there, probably wishing he could be invisible.
    "About time you dropped the stuck up attitude, don't you think? I mean, no one is forcing you to drop your panties for an old man,