I've often wondered where ladies of the night work in Brighton. You used to find every telephone box plastered with little cards, but not any more. I think some deal has been done. "we will turn a blind eye to your working certain streets, if you don't mess up our phone boxes". Whatever, I decided to go and take a look for myself.
in the end, it wasn't hard to find them. Girls, wearing improbable clothes, hanging around the station, and the town centre, especially near the clubs. So, the next night, I dressed just like them. Oh, I didn't want any 'business' of course, I just wanted to feel like a whore. As I wandered past two girls, one of them told me, in no uncertain language to "Fuck off, bitch, or you'll get cut", so Jeyney fucked off! However, while walking around Churchill Square, a guy came up to me, and asked "How much for a hand job?" How much indeed? £5? £50? I don't know.....so I guessed at £20 which he seemed to like. We went to a side door of a major store, not so far off the main road as to be dangerous, but far enough not to be caught on the towns cctv. He paid me and got his cock out. And what a fucking monster it was! I didn't need a hand so much as a crane! I've never seen one so long and so fat in my entire life. I seriously doubt whether any woman could take this. And that's what he said. He was married, but didn't have a sex life as such. His cock has some kind of gigantism, so the only relief he has is a wank now and then. Anyway, I went to work on it, using both hands at times, and then, bless him, he told me to point it at the wall. "When I come, it's like a river....sorry!" I felt the most enormous contractions, and looking down, it was like I was holding a fire hose. I truly have never seen anyone cum like it. Even if he found a girl would could take this python he had between his legs, she could never accommodate the volume of spunk he shot. It just kept going too. Eventually, though, the flood eased, and he finished. He looked quite embarrassed, and pushed another £20 into my hands. "Thanks, love. Sometimes, even working girls won't touch me once they see it, you made that really nice." £40 for wanking off a stranger. I know sometimes I feel like a whore.....maybe I AM one deep down inside?
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