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by Carrie

Diary of A Rich Girl – Chapter 58
My few first tricks’ were a quick shoot. They stuck it in me and just as I got going they came. I complained to Little John and he said, “Customer is always right. You know that.” When Little John gets me high and pimps me I like to fuck and I wasn’t getting fucked, but I’m the whore not the pimp. It’s the way I like it, anyway. All whores complain, yours truly, too.

When the last trick arrived I got down doggie style and kept my mouth shut. The john tugged down my panties, got on his knees and slid his hands down my sides and grabbed my nice hanging tits. The john said, “Yo, this bitch is nice, but I ain’t payin’ more’n the regular price.” Little John said, “You already paid. Why don’t have some fun before your time runs out?” “That’s what I’m about to do…You mind I spank your bitch, too?” Little John said, “You wanna fuck that bitch or negotiate?” “I’m just askin’.” “Okay. Spank her. She likes it.”

Little John knows that when I get high I get very horny and he never has a problem pimping me. I’m his loyal bitch. He lies to me, has other girls, and tells me all sorts of shit, but he knows how to pimp me and he takes care of me when he does, and now was no different.

The john was well endowed and he had to ease his cock into me, not that I was tight, but he was big. Big is not always better. I looked up at Little John and smiled. I had some nice cock and I let him know. He nodded then went back to keeping an eye out for anyone coming our way.

It didn’t take long before the john got his huge cock going and I have to tell you I was so hot and horny that I shook my cute little bottom with an intensity that almost quaked. I kept on crying (and as quietly as I could), “Oh fuck me. Fuck me hot. Fuck me good. Fuck me more. Fuck me hot…” Until I could only moan and cry.

Little John had to stuff my mouth with my panties. The john didn’t like that and I thought they were going to fight, and you know what? They did. I couldn’t believe it. The john stopped pumping me and he and Little John argued. Then the john pulled out of me. I nearly went mad. He stood up and decided to fight instead of fuck. I rolled over on my back wishing someone would walk by and fuck me.

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