Chapter 277

I Am Giving You What Your Wife Can’t

Ken lay back in bed, his face full of smirk while he stared at the lady squeeze her hourglass waist into her G-string, a sizeable bra across her portable breast and finally the skimpy polka dotted gown. He was all smiles while the lady nagged bitterly as he got ready to go.

“You should have told me you were sex starved, instead of getting down on me in such crazy manner,” she said, as she had her hand under her gown between her thighs. She had never felt itches in her vagina after getting down with men even for weeks. She almost asked Ken what he rubbed on his penis.

“Whether I am sex starved or not is none of your fucking business,” Ken sat up, dug into the back pocket of his jeans and pulled out a wad of dollars, “I am paying for your pussy, ok, so I shouldn’t be answerable to you how I feel emotional before pounding that pussy. Besides, you are in the business of fucking men for money; you are supposed to have a tough ideal p