I'm Suzy, the domesticated wife. Husband's an accountant. White picket-fenced house. Church on Sundays. Weekly, I spread my legs, and do my duty... missionary style, of course.

Husband's working late tonight, so Suzy becomes Cherry and I assume my position on Seventh Street.

Perfect picture smudged.

Car window negotiations begin. For fifty, my tongue laps his balls, throat swallows his dick, and fingers fuck his ass.

Another john gets three yanks and a spurt for a twenty.  

A ten paints my tits white.

Cum is my perfume tonight.

Then,

"Miss, over here," his familiar voice beckons. 

Perfect picture smudged... again.