Jackie Sullivan (author)

He was several inches taller than she. "How old are you?" He inquired. 
"Twenty-Two," She said. 
"Whats your name?" He asked.
"Jesus, you would think guys would shut up when I offer to suck their dicks," She exclaimed. 
"Okay, if you don’t want to answer, I was just wondering."
She dropped to her knees, stroking her fingers up and down against his jeans. It was pretty late at night and it wasn’t too likely that anyone would come in, but even if they did, they still might not see her down there. His cock was getting excited from the caress, and pressed back against the fabric. She licked her lips, then pulled his pants and underwear down, releasing his six inch cock. She pushed her wet lips against his cock, taking the hot thick shaft into her mouth. Her left hand plunged inside her pants to play with her moist slit. She quietly and slowly fingered herself, toying with her clit while she started to blow the clerk. 
"Do you do this often?" He asked, impressed at her talents. 
"Are you calling me a whore?" She looked up and asked. 
"No I just mean that you seem quite talented," He clarified. She rolled her eyes and then closed them, focusing on the hard cock between her lips and the tingling between her legs. She stroked her mouth around his cock faster and faster, the saliva starting to drip from his cock onto her white t-shirt. Her breathing became quite rapid as did his as she was pleasuring the both of them. About the time he felt his balls beginning to tighten, she started moaning into him, his cock into her throat absorbing the vibrations. She herself started to cum, pulling her mouth just far enough off his cock to scream out in pleasure as her hands stroked him. She was oblivious, her eyes closed, her hand still stroking out of habit, as he blasted a thick white load onto her face and in her exclaiming open wide mouth. The result was a gargling screech of pleasure by a facialed nympho on her knees behind a gas station counter sucking off a total stranger. Her hand fell from his cock, her body unable to hold itself up, she fell back on the floor. The clerk grabbed his cock and continued to stroke, dripping white stuff onto her shirt as she laid there. After a moment of recuperation, she sat up. 
"You have to mail something to that address with UPS, otherwise im coming back in here unhappy."
"It seems like a fair deal to me," He said. 
"No a fair deal would be a hundred bucks," She said, starting to stand. 
"I don’t get to at least return the favor?" He asked.
"Not a chance," She said, hopping over the counter, jizz still on her face. She walked out more confidently than she had walked in. The clerk looked at the slip of paper. 
"Sarah Carter," He read aloud. He wondered why a girl would give him a blow job for the two bucks it would cost to send a ups package. But he moved on just as fast, who wouldn’t make that trade in his shoes?
-Dustin
June 25th
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