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 Kelly was back on her corner across the street from Jo's bar just after
eight o'clock.  She figured she could pull a few more tricks before calling
it a night.  Still, Tuesdays were sometimes slow and after the quick one
two start to the night, she ended up waiting nearly ten minutes for her
next customer.

   This gave her time to watch the customers coming and going from Jo's.  A
seedy bar with a seedy reputation, Kelly had only been inside a couple of
times.  The bar's owner, an older woman named Joanne, didn't like the
working girls to come inside, except on special occasions.

   She caught the eye of two men leaving the bar.  Noticing her noticing
them, the two men laughed, talked quietly, and then parted company.  One
drove off in his car, the other crossed the street to talk to Kelly.

   "Hey," said the man, who Kelly thought she might have seen around, "Busy
night?"

   "It's been okay," she replied neutrally.

   The man looked Kelly up and down, and she could tell he liked what he
saw.  Kelly had short brown hair, blue eyes, and a slender figure.  Plus,
she was dressed the part of a whore, and most men loved that.

   The man stared at her legs longer than usual.  "I'd guess you were
busy..." he said suggestively, causing Kelly to look down to see what he
noticed.

   A thin trickle of cum was running down the inside of Kelly's thigh,
placed there by Russell not twenty minutes ago.

   "Kelly opened her small purse and fished out a tissue and was about to
wipe it away when the man stopped her.

   "Hold on," he said, unsure of what to say next.

   Kelly regarded the man, and smiled.  She could tell what he wanted, but
the man was unable to ask for it.

   "It's okay," she said, "I don't judge."

   "No," said the man, confused by his strange desire, "I don't, I mean,
I'm not..."

   Kelly touched the man on the arm and asked, "Do you have twenty
dollars?"

   "Yeah, I think so..."

   "Give me the money then.  What's your name baby?" Kelly lead the man out
from under her streetlight and into a darkened alley way littered with
trash.  A cat bolted as the couple approached.

   "I'm Bill," said the man, "Bill Mullins." He handed Kelly two ten dollar
bills, which she slipped into her purse along with the tissue.

   Kelly put her hands on Bill's shoulders and in the darkness of the
alley, illuminated only by a bare lightbulb at one end and the indirect
light from the street at the other, guided him to his knees.

   "Make me cum, Bill," she said simply.

   Bill licked the streak of cum from Kelly's inner thigh.  Kelly leaned
against the brick wall of the alleyway and lifted her leg atop a milk crate
as his tongue approached her wet, recently fucked pussy.

   Bill groaned as he tasted the man's cum on his tongue, a mixture of
lust, shame and revulsion fighting for dominance within him.  On his knees
in the alley Bill licked the whore's pussy, having no idea how many men she
entertained her life, or even tonight.  Images soared through his mind like
a fever dream, but he licked Kelly's pussy deep, and when he did so more
semen leaked out, which he greedily sucked up and swallowed.

   "You're a good little pussy licker, aren't you, Billy?"

   "Mm-hm," said the man.

   "Pull out your cock, and jerk off for me while you eat my dirty fucked
pussy."

   His face buried in Kelly's pussy, Bill unzipped his pants and pulled out
his cock.  He paused from licking her pussy just long enough to spit into
his open hand, and then resumed eating her out.

   Soon the sound of Bill slurping and eating her pussy was joined by the
sound of Bill jerking himself off.  Kelly leaned back an relaxed, letting
Bill work her cunt with his mouth, lips and tongue.

   All at once she started to cum, and a flow of her juices filled Bill's
mouth.  He groaned as Kelly's breathing betrayed her orgasm and her cunt
twitched.Kelly grabbed his head and rocked her pussy on the man's face
until her orgasm subsided and her breathing became normal.

   Bill was starting to cum now, as he jerked himself off on his knees in
the dirty alleyway with his face in a prostitute's pussy.

   "Don't spill it," said Kelly gently, "catch the cum in your other hand."

   Groaning with his orgasm, Bill complied with Kelly's command.  He jerked
himself off and did his best to catch the white creamy goo in the palm of
his left hand.  Kelly squatted next to him and they could just make out
each others face in the darkness of the alley.

   "Let me see it," said Kelly, and Bill complied by holding up a palm-full
of cum.

   "That smells so nice," she said, "eat it for me now."

   Bill looked surprised at this, but didn't decline the order.  He lifted
his hand to his mouth and sucked the cum out, swallowing greedily, his eyes
locked on Kelly's in the low light.

   When he finished Kelly kissed him on the mouth, smelling the cum on his
breath and tasting it on his tongue.  Bill's face was shiny with her pussy
juice.

   "That was nice,"said Kelly, "Thank you."

   Bill just nodded in agreement.  He was still in shock at what he just
did.