POPsmear 22.0 – Moonlighting at the Bunnyranch Bordello – “Oh shit. She followed the comment with a delicious laugh that I could’ve licked from her mouth. Christ, I had it bad. She smelled of perfume and sex. All 5’5″ of her hard, tan, 36-24-36 body was alive with desire. Freshly fucked, her skin just glowed. Yeah, she lived on the stuff. I learned that, for her, sex is like food. Always satisfied but never sated, she’d left her customer half-conscious in her bed. Now, she was on the prowl for more. An easy task: The guys were taking numbers.”
