Whore Warehouse
Sara TIM has few rivals in the whore business. That babe is well-respected in the goo biz. Her mammoth mangos and her unique ass have made her a legendary hooter ho wherever this babe may roam. It is demeaning that this babe has to deal with assholes in business suits trying to bargain her price down in the street when they should be flinging thousands of dollars at her feet as a declaration of fealty. This cheap bum has to sneak Sara into an empty warehouse cuz that dude is also cheap to spend the specie on a motel room. God forbid his wife should find a motel receipt in his pocket. When they prepare an old crate as a shag altar, Sara renegotiates, remembering the words of the great philosopher Confuckscious, “A rock hard ramrod does not watch a price tag.” He copulates his brains out to blast-off, exploding all over her breasts, which Sara uses as an opportunity to get more money. Chalk up another proud client for this smart slattern. These bucks in their fancy suits are no match for warehouse bitches.
