Chapter 167

"You know my last day as a traffic girl is on Friday," she said. "Jess made my first appointment on Saturday. You know what that means, daddy? It means I'll only be a whore then. I'll go fuck for money, and that'll be my only job. Do you want me to bring the money back to you, so you can count it and see how much men will pay to use my naughty holes? The holes you get to fill for free, anytime you want?"

That was it. The traffic girl was becoming my whore. I shouted that I was cumming, and I thrust my hips far into her, putting the ropes of cum deeper into her ass than I ever had before. Coming down from that orgasmic high, I realized what Kat had said was true. She was less than a week away from becoming a whore. Nothing but a whore. My whore.

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"Did you leave any cum for me?" Jess asked Kat when we returned to the beach.

"Do you want to tongue fuck my ass and find out?" Kat said with sultry seriousnes