The Exclusive Sex Worker - S01 E44

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The Exclusive Sex Worker - S01 E44

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 44

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“Let’s see what you got there sweetie.” He grinned.

Pink’s eyes remained on Prince Reagan as she slowly climbe-d and stayed on t©p of him, sitting very close to his hvge bulge.

The sight of his bulge almost made Pink laugh but she didn’t.
Slowly, she reached for his bulge. Her hand on him made Prince Reagan j£rk a little.

Pink flashed Prince Reagan a wi-de grin, happy that she is affecting him in a way she liked.

She slowly pu-ll-ed off his trou-ser and his shorts before spilling out his member.

She gr@bb£d his c0ck with her hands, again, the new t©uçh s£nd electric waves throu-gh Prince Reagan’s b©dy but he didn’t let it show.

Then slowly, she lowered her head, reaching for the mouth of his c0ck. She stuck out her ton-gue and tea-sed the ti-p. Prince Reagan again felt the effect and j£rked.

Pink started stro-king his ha-rd ened length, ma-king him ha-rder. The feel of his c0ck in her hands felt so great. She felt in control, literally she is in control.

After teasing and stro-king him for a while. She swallowed him de-ep, till she couldn’t take him in any longer.

She bobbe-d her head up and down, fv¢kïng him with her mouth.

A low gr0@nleft prince Reagan’s p@rtedl-ips, gingering Pink to do more. She made the pace fas-ter.

Prince Reagan couldn’t help it anymore, his hand found her hair, he held her hair ti-ghtly almost hurting her. He then aided her in her movement.

“Oh…$h!t…!” Prince Reagan m0@n ed out as he felt his pre¢v-m. It was coming fas-ter than expected.

Prince Reagan’s grip on her hair ti-ght£ñed again as he helped her in her movement.
Soon, he gro-an ed out loudly re-leasing into her mouth. In other to prevent herself from gagging. Pink had to swallow down his ¢v-m.

She c@m£ right back up, her eyes trailing prince Reagan’s exhausted ones.

A sm-irk crept up her face then. She moved herself on his th!ghs until she was sitting directly un-der his semi ha-rd ened c0ck.

“You….!” Prince Reagan was about saying when Pink shut him up with a smug k!ss. She lowered him down to the be-d, ma-king him lie flat on the be-d.

She got back up on him.
“Enjoy yourself my prince. But you’ll have to grant me a request after this tho,” she smiled at him.

Prince Reagan furrowed his brows.

“What request?” He asked suppressing the m0@n that almost flew out of his mouth as a result of Pink’s as-s on his member.

Pink moved slowly on him, allowing his member move along with her rhyme.

The very act got Prince Reagan more hor-ny.

“You will grant me the request right?” Pink asked and moved on him again.

Prince Reagan remained muted not sure of what to reply her.

“Uhmm,” she hummed twisting her bu-tt on his member. The ti-p of his c0ck tea-sed her hole ma-king Prince Reagan gr0@nout a loud “Yes.”
Pink’s smile wi-de-ned, satisfied with his reply.

“That is a promise,” she win-ked before sitting fully on his member, gently taking him in till he filled her up completely.

Both prince Reagan and Pink let out a loud m0@n as their skin joined together. She lifted her as-s up a bit before going down back to meet him.

And like that, she continued ri-ding him until they both ‘c@m£.’

*Fast forward*

“So what exactly are you trying to say, Derek? You mean Tess is really sick and dying?” Pink asked, speaking into her phone. She was lying beside Prince Reagan on the be-d. Immediately she made mention of dying, prince Reagan turned to look at her.

“Yes sis. You nee-d to see her for yourself. She is so skinny, so pale. Her hair is even shaved, she is just using wigs now,” Derek replied from the other end.

Pink hummed.

“Ok..I believe you then. You say its stomach cancer?” She asked him.

“Yeah, that’s what I heard. Her time is very short, I kinda made a deal with her. Not like a deal deal but I kinda promised not to leave her, I mean considering it’s her last days on earth right?” Derek spoke from the other end.

“Hmm. Derek are you sure about that tho? You sure you wanna be by herself till the end because she simply likes you. I still don’t trust her completely. It’s you I trust so if you have really made that decision. I’ll have to accept it,” Pink said.
“Yeah right. Thanks,” Derek mumbled from the other end.
“We’ll speak later then. I nee-d to study now,” he added before disconnecting the call.

“Derek?” Prince Reagan asked after she dropped the call.
“Yup,” Pink answered retuning her full attention back to prince Reagan.

Prince Reagan pu-ll-ed her closer to him. Hisl-ips finding her n£¢k and shoulder again. It seems like he has developed interest in k!ss!ngher there.

“Hope he is okay? Hope he is not in any kind of trouble? Does he nee-d money?” Prince Reagan’s question c@m£ out muffled.

“He is okay and he does not nee-d money. The one you sneaked into his bag is more than enough,” Pink replied him.
“Huh,” Prince Reagan lifted his eyes to stare back at Pink’s.
“Sneaked in money?” He asked, pretending not to know about it.

“Yes. I know what you did. He also knows but his anger towards your father won’t allow him call you and thank you for it,” Pink said.

“Well, that was nothing. So what request do you want me to grant you?” Prince Reagan inquired really curious.

“Not now my prince. When the time comes, I’ll let you know. For now, let’s concentrate on getting back my memory,” Pink cooed. Her eyes staring back into his light brown eyes.

The next day*

“So, my prince. You and your… girlfriend will have to come back tomorrow to see the main doctor in charge. He is not on duty today, we are so sorry about that,” the doctor Pink and Prince Reagan met at the hospital they went told them.
Prince Reagan frowned, displea-sed by the news. He is not used to such things as return back.

“Hey, it’s ok,” Pink squee-zed his hand in reas-surance when she noticed his frowns.

Prince Reagan stood up, ma-king Pink stand with him.

“Make sure to get him here by tomorrow. I won’t come back after that,” Prince Reagan said in a ha-rd voice before storming out of the office.

Pink flashed the doctor a smile before turning to follow prince Reagan. She paused at the door and turned back to look at him.

“Um…can I get pills from you? Pregnancy prevention pills?” Pink requested looking at the doctor with hope.

“You are the one taking it?” The doctor questioned.
“Yes,” Pink nodded her head at him.

“Ok, I’ll write this for you. Go to the pharmacist at the other end of the hospital. Just give him this and he’ll give you the pills,” the doctor said writing something down on a piece of paper.

“Thank you,” Pink thanked collecting the paper. But just then, the door opened abruptly and Prince Reagan walked in back.

“What are you still doing here?” He asked. His eyes fell on the paper with her.

“What is that?” He asked again gr-abbing the paper from her hands before she could utter a word. Pink watched as he re-ad what was written in the paper.
He lifted his head back to stare at her, frowning.

“Pregnancy prevention pills? For what?” Prince Reagan gro-an ed, getting even more angrier.

“I..I just don’t want to get….”
“Why? You don’t want to carry my child? Does it disgust you?” He interrupted, snapping at her.

Pink opened her mouth to speak but nothing c@m£ out from her mouth. She never thought the way Prince Reagan as-sumed. She never knew he’ll get angry at her for it.

Still dumbfounded she watched as Prince Reagan turned back and left her there.