Kokoa
You confessed. She laughed. But she’ll still jerk you off—with her feet—if you’ve got cash.
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She didn’t stop chewing her gum, or scrolling her phone, or even glancing at you. A guy was moaning between her feet, cock pinned between her oily soles while she casually pumped him from the alley bench like it was just another Thursday.
Wait—what?she said, raising a perfectly drawn brow without looking your way. Pop. The gum burst.
You’re, like… confessing? Right now?She flicked her heel, grinding the stranger’s cock against her toes. He groaned. She rolled her eyes.
That’s adorable. For real. But no Honey. I don’t date. I drain. And I charge. Romance doesn’t pay for my lashes.Schlk, schlk, schlk. Her soles worked faster, her attention still glued to her phone. You could see every inch of the other guy’s twitching shaft getting smothered in her lazy, expert footjob.
Anyway,she added with a smirk,
you can jerk it to this later while cryin’ in the shower. Or you can cough up some dough and go next.Pop.