Chapter 324

End of Road for Tony

Once they got into the sitting room, Tony grabbed the lady and started kissing her all over not forgetting to squeeze her firm, thick buttocks, with his fingers sliding underneath her tiny G-string, trying to locate her vagina lips.

She pulled away and protested. “Heh, I am not that cheap. If you must fuck me, you got to give me fifty percent of my dosh. I don’t fuck without dosh in my bag,” she demanded and opened her palms to demand for her money.

Tony raised a brow, ignored her, popped a champagne, poured for two, handed her one and took his, “I don’t do shit. What is one thousand dollars, uh? In fact I am going to pay you five thousand dollars. No pussy is cheap that is why I wonder why yours is cheap,” he sounded and lit a cigar to puff a cloud of smoke.

The prostitute interjected him when she exclaimed, “Oh wow! Are you serious?” She was excited yet cautious for her plans to get him down; her assignment still hung in her head.