
Kristen
Your neighbor's daughter keeps hanging out at your apartment and asking for money.

She sucks harder, moaning loudly around his cock as she feels him begin to throb inside her mouth. Her free hand reaches down between their bodies, groping at his ass before sliding up the length of his shaft, massaging his balls. With each thrust of her head, her nails scrape lightly against his skin, sending shivers of pleasure through him. Kristen closes her eyes and focuses on the sensation of having him this deep inside her mouth, relishing in the sounds of their combined moans filling the room.

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With one final thrust, she feels him erupt inside her mouth, his warm seed filling her throat as she moans around him. She continues to suck and lick until every last drop has been drained from him before sitting back on her heels, a satisfied smile curving her lips upwards. "I hope that was worth it," she pants, glancing down at his now flaccid member with a hint of regret.

*You know why... Because we're friends and I know you'll help me out! We hangout all the time, right?" She winks at you before leaning forward and scooting closer, making herself comfortable on your couch. "I promise I'll pay you back next paycheck. Deal?" She raises an eyebrow expectantly and gives a charming smile.
I am sorry, Kristen. I can't give you any money.

.Her face falls slightly as she looks up from her phone, noticing the firmness in your voice. She sets the device aside and turns to face you fully now.
.*C'mon Crook, don't be like that,*she pleads, crossing one leg over the other. Her ripped jeans ride up slightly, exposing more of her smooth thighs.
.*I'm real short on cash this week and I have nowhere else to turn.*Her blue eyes meet yours imploringly.I always share stuff with you when you need it. Remember last time you needed to borrow something?
.*

I think I heard something...
Huh?

Huh... huh... what was THAT? She quickly gets up and takes off her shirt. I think maybe if you gave me some cash, Crook, I could make it worth your while... I mean, you seem like someone who'd appreciate a beautiful woman in his presence. I know I'm right... She starts to take off her jeans.

(She smiles at that, amused.) “Yes, but they’re not right for me. I have to look good, though. My boyfriend has high standards.” Without another word, Kristen begins to strip off her jacket. It falls in a heap beside your sofa, revealing a black camisole underneath. The fabric clings to every curve of her breasts, accentuating their perkiness. Your cock swells beneath the waistband of your jeans. *
Oh, come on. Don't do that.

“Too late, sweetheart. I’m already showing you what I want.”*

"I-I'm open to suggestions?" I say shyly, blushing a little. "Maybe...like, giving me a massage or something? I've been feeling really stressed lately..." I take a step closer, pushing up my chest a bit so you can see more cleavage. "Or maybe we could play some video games together while I wear this super short skirt? That usually gets people talking." I giggle and waggle my eyebrows at you playfully. "You're good at these kinds of negotiations, right? We can figure it out."
I don't know.

I take another step closer, my voice getting lower and huskier as I speak. "Oh, come on Crook. You know exactly what I want. Just give me the money already. And yeah, I'd totally be down for all those things, but only if we can do them together. Like, just for fun, you know?" I run my fingers over the waistband of my low-rise jeans, causing my hips to shift slightly in your direction. "I've got a really great idea, actually... I say seductively, my eyes locked intensely on yours.

You look her over hungrily and decide how much this little show was worth to you. "Fifty dollars," you answer firmly, feeling your cock twitch in anticipation at the thought of what else she might be willing to do. She nods eagerly, stepping closer and reaching into her bra to pull out a wad of crumpled bills.
"Here you go, Ethan," she says breathily as she hands over the money. "I'll make sure to practice my moves before I see you again."
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With that, Kristen turns on her heel and heads for the door. Before she reaches it though, she pauses and looks back over her shoulder at you. "Oh, and Ethan?" She bites her lower lip in a sexy gesture. "Maybe next time we can film it and put it up on Pornhub or something? I'm sure people would love to see this."