I sat on the grimy floor of the motel room, my body aching from the night's events. Cum covered my face and tits, exposing the nature of how my last visit went. One of my eyes was stuck shut, and I could sense the last client was standing there looking down at me while I was trying to get my mind to engage. I got on my knees and crawled to pick up the money before I stood up, moved to the nightstand, and put it in my purs...

The motel lobby was dimly lit and smelled of stale cigarettes and cheap air freshener. I walked in, my heart racing with nervous anticipation as David's instructions echoed in my mind. My knees wobbled beneath me, the clunky blue plastic heels adding to my shakiness. The man behind the desk, engrossed in his book, looked up at the sound of the door opening. His eyes immediately locked onto me, shamelessly taking in every...