Working whore

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June 16,1990
It was summer of 1990, that's the day
everything changed. I went to work as usual, not knowing what was to come of that day. I was busting my ass off wiping tables with underboob and armpit sweat, when I heard someone whistle at me. I turned around and there he was. BuckaroLoing. The hottest yet most dangerous man in town. He owned the hottest clubs in town and from what I've heard a few gangs as well.
He looked at me up and down as he bit his bottom lip with his upper teeth. He walked towards me making a 360• lip lick. I turned around pretending I didn't see him, also cause I was too scared to look at him.
"You know it's rude to look away, especially when I! BuckaroLoing, is coming towards" he pressed himself against me, pushing me toward the table I was wiping. His whisper sent chills down my body, not sure if they were good chills or chills of fright. I felt his lump against my ass and it felt... I don't know, good? Suddenly I felt his hand travel up my thigh, stupid short uniform. He pulled off my panties and started slapping my ass. He then let go for a few seconds to unbuckle his pants. Not a second later he inserted himself from behind me. He yanked me by my hair and thrusted into me. Many many times. I loved the feeling, especially the thrill of having customers watching us. From that day forward I decided to become a porn star.

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