A Dollar A Pop: Aftermath

"How are you this tight still?"

"Tha's a quality whore, I told ya."

The sun was creeping over the horizon, Karen's foray into the alleys having lasted the entire duration of the night. Her breasts were sensitive from all the hands that had fondled them, buttocks downright sore from the amount of pelvis it had met, and her fingers seemed to have a constant sheen to them owing to being slick with seed.

"You're all such good boys..."

Still, she kept going.

Her mind spiraled as she threw a hasty glance over her shoulder, the dollar bills no longer a stack, but a pile contained only by the discarded soda tray someone had found nearby - and like the man presently before her, it kept growing.

Like her insatiable appetite.

"'bout that time to make the switch, mate. Sun's coming up."

"Aye sir, let's get to it."

Karen's foggy mind briefly registered the men shifting around, before, moments later, her back arched with overwhelming pleasure shooting across her whole being. Both of them had, somehow, managed to maneuver themselves into a position where they could fit inside the same entry - her very tight, very eager nethers squeezing against the two rods inside of her.

"Time for a knock-up slurry, bitch."

The two rods pistoned inside her mercilessly, pushing her over the edge once, then another time, until, on the third, the two of them joined in her ecstatic moans, both thrusting themselves inside of her, shafts burying down to the very root before resolutely delivering their loads. Though the fit didn't leave much room for anything else, it was nowhere near airtight, their seed filling whatever space it could before coming rocketing back out, splashing against their twitching nuts with a squelch that was just barely heard over their zeal to tell her just how good a whore she was.

She reveled in it.

The two men limped out of there a few minutes later, quickly replaced by the brave souls that remained - traffic was about to get more heavy, as people were waking up, and it was only a matter of time before someone on their way to work simple walked into the alley.

She reveled in it all.

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Aftermath for the A Dollar A Pop piece! Thanks everyone for voting, and hope you enjoy it!

Thank you, foremost, for your significant support, and for all of your kind words. I'll be sure to schedule the next Alley Crew poll for this coming Thursday, so keep your eyes peeled!

Thank you again, and take care of yourselves, and each other!
/DH