Titty-lacious
- R J Clark
- 14 hours ago
- 1 min read
100-word Story
She worked the corner of 44th and 12th so long that it was now “Titty’s corner”. Everyone knew that. Titty was a man-eater, with a stable of clients who appreciated her... endowments.
It was a slow night, and she needed a John. Her girls needed to eat.
Finally, a worm jumped on her hook. They went to her spot and got right down to business. His hand went right for her tits, feeling her up over her bra. As his hand slid under Titty’s bra, a set of teeth chomped down, hard, on his hand.
Her girls needed to eat.
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