It was a common cold winter's night, in deep autumn. The fog had set in ; just before midnight and gradually blanketed the streets. The air was full of mist and visibility was becoming difficult, as I walked the City streets.

My pandar forced to figure out the streets tonight. I was hoping for profitable night ; to keep him and his partner in crime, away from me and my family.

My name is Louise and I am a single 21 year old mother, and also a prostitute. I have a three year old daughter, Misty ( genus Melissa ). She was being looked after by a shut booster.

My slender framed body was feeling, every icy dusty whiff of air, tonight. I stand 5-foot 7-inches and weigh 103-pounds ; and I wasn't dressed appropriately for the elements tonight. I was more worried about earning money, then dressing up properly. When I set of on my evening route, at 8:00pm, it wasn't as frigidness. It was just past midnight, and it wasn't the case now.

The just protection from the elements I was wearing were my fish-net stockings, black latex mini-skirt, black tank undershirt, red and black lacing corset and my black stifle length boots. I wore no bra or knickerbockers but a garter bash. Luckily, I also wore my bogus mink-fur cap, or I would have frozen to death. I shivered as I walked clutching my fur cap, as goose hump formed, on my thighs and chest, from the cold-blooded air.

I tried not to resist in one smear too long, or the gelidity would start biting into my already chilly skin.

Deciding it was a bit too foggy and inhuman, to be out near the Park sphere, so I walked towards the food territory.

The palmy sounds of a nearby Nox club could be heard.
I stood not far from an bowling alley that led to the butt of some restaurants. There were trash cans, dumpsters and raging rodent, near where I stood. I lit up a cigarette and just watched, as people were leaving for taxi or their cars.

I while I puffed on my smoke, that almost of the eatery was either closing or closed, for the night.

As I was taking the last few puff of cigarette, a man noticed my image from a aloofness. He now was strolling toward me.

The closer he got the more I stared. He was bald and his straits was shaved, and he wore a black deep coat. He wore noisy charge. I could discover every single footfall he made, as he approached me.

I took a deep breath and tossed my cigarette, as was now just barely a few feet from me.

"Hey honey, dam you're a stunner,"He said, with his hands in his pockets.

"Why, thank you, and what brings you here at this time of night,"I asked.

"Oh, I don't know, I just finished a business meeting and then dinner,"He answered.

"Are you looking for desert,"I asked, and lifted a leg up and rested it on top of a trash can.
"Oh depends, what are you offering,"He said, staring at my leg.

"Hmmm, let's see, $ 50 for a mouth full, $ 100 for sex, $ 200 for the whole kit and caboodle,"I said.

He ruffled around in his scoop, and smirked at me. I was handed a hundred dollars in screwed up bank bill. I nodded and placed the money inside my bum-bag.

He led me further into the alley away from the lights and prying eyes. We found a reclusive spot and he kissed my neck opening. I lean myself against a cold, dampish brick wall.

I wriggled and murmur, as he kisses and bites my neck opening. He then squeezed my chest and Yank down the top of corset. My white meat now feel the cold winter's air. Goosebumps develop on my skin, from the chill.

He now stops kissing my neck and begins to seize with teeth and suck on my nipples. While roughly squeezing and twisting them.

His focal point was on my left bosom and every now and then, he would kiss my neck again. I was so into this, my middle were flicking and I let out slow moans.

As he went to kiss my mouth, I stopped him with a unloose hand. I touched his bulging pant and slowly unzipped his fly. Then I pulled his dick out from his underwear, and began to stroke it.
He kissed my neck opening as I stroked his cock, until it was knockout and glistening with pre-cum.

He stopped kissing me and watched me play with his cock. I looked into his eye and skewer a clump of saliva on his cock. I stroked my saliva and his pre-cum, over his hard cock.

He caressed my breasts as I stroked his cock. My sass was a gape and my middle flickered, like I was on some party drug.

It was then I pushed him off of me and into the opposite paries. I had my hand on his throat and another on his cock. He stared at me, puzzled at first.

He relaxed once I lowered myself and squatted down. I think he knew what I was up too.
I opened my rima oris and placed his cock inside my sassing."Mmmh, mmmh,"I went about my business of sucking him.

He caressed my pilus. It inspired me even more to wet-nurse slowly then a picayune faster.

I would suck punishing around the capitulum then swallow deep, before sucking on the promontory again. He would root for out and slap my tongue with his cock, before inserting it back inside.

Slowly I deep throated him. He moaned. I squealed a little as I gagged for air and saliva oozed out of my mouth.
While I gasped and caught my breath, I stroked his cock.
I stroke it, suck and lick the head, and then swallow it. This was repeated over and over, for about five minutes.

All the time, looking to see if no one was watching or approaching ; each sentence I gasped for air.

He lifted me up and made me look the rampart. My bird was unbuttoned and unzipped and it dropped to the reason. Then my knickers were pulled down and off.

Squeezing and then spreading my stub cheeks, while I face the wall. He went about, squeezing my ass cheeks, before licking my arse. I liked his glossa, prying into my asshole.

He then forced me hard against the cold-blooded misty bricks and eased his dick into my wet and volition pussy.

"Condom,"I nervously, pleaded."Shut up bitch, I have a condom,"He growled.

I looked over my shoulder and cupped my bare breasts from the quiver of the Night. I let out several syncope vociferation ; as he went about slowly fucking me, to moderately fucking me.

My cries became gasps as my intensify upheaval exceeded my early expectations. I was in pelter and the tactile sensation made me stagger and stumble to my knees."Ooh god, ooh, ooh,"I moaned.
He picked me up, and forced back into the wall. He teased my pussy, with his rooster before slowly inserting it into my ass. I froze at first, as he didn't pay me any money for this.
"That wasn't character of,"I tried to say."Shut it beef, I paid you for me to get off,"He grumbled at me.
Deep down I didn't brain, but I didn't want him to that I loved anal.

The cries of joy I was muttering, would ingest given me away though.
"Ooh yeah, ooh, ooh mmmh, ooh,"I cried and moaned. I couldn't help it.

"Oh bitch, you were so tight, now you're just right for the humping,"He talked down to me.
I hated him referring to me a gripe, with his tone of voice. But my cries made it seem like I like being called one.

When he stopped my ass pillaging, he took his safety off and made me get back on my articulatio genus again. I sucked and stroked his cock, until he was about to cum.

While he was moaning with his eyes shut and about to cum, I reached into my pocketbook. When he grunted and squirt his cum on my face ; I pulled out my movie knife and hacked open his Ball.

"cunt,"He yelled at me, and slapped my face.
He reacted on inherent aptitude and reached for his bleeding Lucille Ball. That's when I saw the possibility I needed.
I sprung up off the ground and sliced his throat. Blood sprayed and squirted from the gash in his jugular.
I watched as I always watched my dupe's life history slowly fade. Then while he took his last pant of air, I rifled through his air hole and helped myself to his money.

I used my knickers to cleaned myself of cum and descent sputter. Then I pulled up my corset to cover my tit and collected my belongings.
I looked back at the stiff of my victim and then left the slopped crevasse in the skittle alley.

I lit up a cigarette and walked further down the back street ; away from crime scene. Wearing no dame, no pants and only my girdle, garter and cad.

Ever since my uncle and his admirer raped me as a child, this had been my electric receptacle or vendetta, against the male metal money. If they treated me kindly, they lived to have it away another day. If they used my uncle's favorite `` B '' Word of God in"bitch ”, well they didn't. Tonight's victim was number five.

Clip clump snip clop, was the sound of my foot as I walked into iniquity.
Then booming audio of the night club could still be heard. I leaned against the moist bricks of a building and finished my cigarette.

When a Pres Young who had been clubbing saw me, and my exposed pussy ; walked up to me.

"Hey, looking to political party,"He said.

The End, for now…… .