The Voyeur #05

Tiffany wants money. Derrick wants her. Simple as that. He watches her line up another sucker while the last transfer pings on his screen and his dick gets hard against his zipper. She sees it. Smiles like the devil just found a new toy. Next thing he knows he’s on his knees eating her out like he’s starving, tongue working every fold while she grips his hair and moans dirty promises about what she’ll do with the cash. She drags him up by his shirt, drops to the floor, takes his thick cock deep in her throat, gagging wet and loud. They don’t stop. He flips her, fucks her hard on the edge of the desk, her legs locked around his back. Sweat, grunts, the wet slap of skin. Every thrust feels like another digit added to the account balance. They come rough and loud, bodies shaking, both of them still thinking about the next mark and how good it feels to be bad together.