I've read stories like this, but I never thought it would happen to me…
My grandmother passed away and left me two-hundred dollars, so I realized I needed a financial analyst, fast!
I looked up one on the internet, then made the next available appointment. By then I already had spent twenty dollars on beer, but I still needed help with the remaining $180. When I got to the office the financial analyst was a woman — and she was Hot!
She welcomed me with eyes that seemed to be thinking about more than money. I started to take the money out of my pocket, but she stopped me and said she had an important question to ask me first.
“Before we begin, I want to advise you that I was a Trump voter. Are we okay to proceed?”
Now, I’m not really into politics, but I pretended to consider her question deeply before saying “sure.” With legs like hers, she could’ve voted for Hitler and I wouldn’t mind!
I started to pull out my money again, but she stopped me and unbuttoned the top of her blouse.
“I understand that talking about large sums of money can make people uncomfortable,” she said, unbuttoning another button. “That is why I want to first put you at ease by sucking your cock and having you shoot your load on my breasts!” Hell yeah! Who was I to argue with a Professional?
After I shot my load all over her tits she said that our appointment cost four hundred dollars, but she would accept my $180 as a down payment. Thank goodness I had that money or I really would’ve been in trouble — Thanks, Grandma!
I am Laslo.
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