Half and half, tell him you can't trust him either.

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"Fair enough," he grumbles, splitting the cash with you and stuffing the rest in his pockets. He quickly unzips his pants and pulls yours down too, which is already unzipped from your prep-time alone. You bed over and stick your butt out to him.

Like always, Eliot starts off awkwardly. He's not fully hard yet, so he can't get himself in you easily, even though he's already trying to thrust in and out. He spits on his dick to lubricate it, but he's penetrating you mostly dry at this point. You're not sure if you should tell him to take it easy. You already took half his cash, and you can guess that he's not too happy about it. Well, it's not even guesswork. He's ramming you pretty hard and it hasn't even been a minute.

You opt for a middle ground instead, moaning sharply to let him know it hurts a little. He seems to catch on after a few cries, slowing to a comfortable rhythm while his dick hardens and expands on your ass. He bends closer to you and grabs your breasts, handling them roughly by pulling on your nipples every time he thrusts in you.

You yelp out at every pinch, but Eliot seems to think they're cries of pleasure. He slows his rhythm but he forces himself even deeper, and without lubing his dick again. After about five minutes, Eliot gets his money's worth of sex. You're off the electrical box, getting rammed face-down in the gravel around the box. Eliot's on top of you, spreading your ass with his fingers just so he can penetrate you down to the root of his shaft.

And even though the pain brings tears, your blurred vision actually helps you get into it. The simplicity of sex with Eliot is that you can just focus on the pulsing of his cock, like dildo you don't have to control. You know you'd never tell him, but pain gets you off a little more every time he goes deeper.

"Hope you don't mind, but for fifty, I'm not pulling out."

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Health 100 Equipment:

Skate Board, Backpack and Notebook, Brown Windbreaker, erotic drawing, beers and soda

Status horny
Gender Female
Social Group Skater
Boyfriend/Girlfriend
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