Man exploited street prostitute, abused extensively, ended viciously.

Elderly Anal Extravaganza: A Street Pickup

Slick city streets under the neon glow, the smell of exhaust and street food hung in the air. It was a night for the bold, the ardent, and those with a taste for the illicit. And in this city of sin, our hero was on the prowl.

The Prostitute

She was a seasoned vet, a weathered woman with a heart as cold as the city’s concrete. Her name was Bella, and she was as hard as the fist that would eventually find its way between her thighs. With a dress that bosomed her mold and a boobies of afterglow heels that clicked with every step, she was the quintessential streetwalker.

“Hey, sugar,” she purred, her voice like honey dripping into darkness. “Got some cash for a good time?”

The Pickup

Our hero, a seasoned man with a fiction as older as the city itself, rolled up in his muscle car. He had the look of a man who knew what he wanted, and he wanted Bella.

“You’re the one, aren’t you?” he said, his eyes never leaving her. “I’ve been looking for you all night.”

She smiled, a slow, knowing smile. “I always knew you’d come to me, sugar.”

The Deal

They sealed the deal in the front seat of his car, the night air chill as they agreed to a price. And with a wink and a promise, they drove off into the night, Bella’s hips swaying with every turn.

The Seduction

They pulled over in an empty lot, the city lights casting eerie shadows around them. Bella leaned against the car, her eyes never leaving his.

“You gotta promises me, sugar. Do you promise to make me feel good?”

He nodded, his eyes never leaving her face. “I promise.”

The Act

And so, he began. He started with a gentle kiss, his tongue tracing the edge of her lips before diving in. Bella moaned, her hands digging into his hair. He moved his hand up her thigh, his fingers teasing the edge of her underwear.

“You want it rough, baby,” he growled, his voice thick with excitement. “You want it hard.”

She nodded, her eyes widening. “Yes, baby. Yes.”

And so, he took her. He took her from behind, his proportions slamming into hers with a romantic, primal energy. She yelled, her curves convulsing as he took her deeper, deeper still. He gripped her hips, his muscles tensing as he rammed into her again and again.

The Blast

He grunted, a low, animalistic sound escaping his lips as he came. He pulled out, his squirt splattering across her face, a wet streak of thrill. She licked it off, her eyes never leaving him, a satisfied smile playing on her lips.

“See you next time, sugar,” she purred, her voice dripping with satisfaction.

The Drive Home

He drove her back to the street, a satisfied smile on his face. He handed her the cash, and with a wink and a promise, she walked away. He drove off into the night, the city lights leaving him in a neon haze.

And so, another night in the city of sin came to a close. Plat, lust, and money had come together in a dizzying mix of thrill and pain. And as the sun began to rise, our hero knew that he would do it all again tomorrow.

Warning

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