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So there I was, pressed against this cold brick wall, his mouth hot and demanding on mine. OMG, the way he kissed me—like he hated me but couldn’t get enough. Iconic toxic rizz, honestly. I kept my hand wrapped tight around his cock, stroking him slow at first, feeling every thick inch pulse in my palm. I was literally dripping, my panties were a lost cause.

I pulled back, gasping. “You like that, baby?” I whispered, my voice all husky. “You like my slutty mouth on yours?” Before he could answer, I dropped to my knees right there on the dirty pavement. The gravel bit into my skin, but I didn’t care. I looked up at him, his dick right in front of my face, and I licked my lips. “Watch this,” I said, and then I took him all the way down my throat in one go.

I could feel him hit the back, my eyes watering, but I didn’t gag. Practice makes perfect, bestie. I sucked him deep, my head bobbing, my tongue swirling around the head every time I came up for air. The sounds were so explicit—my wet slurps, his choked-off groans. “Fuck, your mouth,” he grunted, his hands tangling in my hair.

I pulled off with a pop, my spit making a shiny mess all over his shaft. “Still think I’m trash?” I breathed, my fingers digging into his thighs. “You’re about to come down a cheap skank’s throat.” And then I went back down, taking him even deeper, hollowing my cheeks until I felt his whole body lock up. He came with a shout, his cum flooding my mouth, and I swallowed every last drop, no cap. I stayed on my knees for a second, catching my breath, before looking up at him with a smirk. “Told you I swallow.” Sheesh. Rent was paid.