
Somehow I was taken in, not because I was lusting after her but because I was damn curious of what she had to offer. Turns out that she had only wanted to give me a blowjob and allowed me to cum in her mouth. But what the hell, $1,000 for just a blowjob? That was out of the question. Sheryl was a bit perplexed at my rejection of her offer and tried to sweetened the deal to let me finger her p*ssy and she also said she would let me f*ck her b.reasts.
“Your b.reasts? Eh... they develop enuff or not? I dun wan to put my cannon on a fei ji chang you know? (literally translated as “airport runway”. Meaning flat-chested.) I said with a cynical look.
Upon hearing that, Sheryl pouted her lips and stared hard at me, before unbuttoning her blouse. I was not shocked that she would do that, but I was shocked at what she revealed to me. It was a pair of 34C boobs, encased in a flesh-coloured bra. I was stunned and at a loss for words. Sheryl was a tall girl, but her blouse was loose fitting and it really camouflaged her big boobs well. Then, I was hard as a rock in my pants, and I was eager to find out if her whole figure would be that much of a man-killer. But I would have to wait for another time. For then, she would only let me see her bra-covered b.reasts, still slightly concealed within her half-opened school blouse. The look was enough to make me want to rip her bra off, but I still maintained my calm and bargained for a lesser amount that she had asked for.
“I only prepared to give you $200 for the service you giving lah. Take it or leave it.” I said in a huff.
Sheryl was proud of what my expression had turned into when she revealed her bra-covered boobs to me. But her face soon turned sour upon hearing my counter-offer. With her brows knitted, she pondered a while and also bit her lower lip. Her thinking lasted less than 10 seconds before she agreed to what I had offered.
“Ok.. before we start, can I have a look at your IC to see if you are really your age?” I asked.
“Wah Fa Ger, so cautious ah? I thought you people very brave one?” Sheryl half joked.
“Eh, no joke you know. I dun wan to be caught doing anything to an under-aged girl. Got cane one you know?” I answered back.
Sheryl finally relented and took out her IC and passed it to me. I opened my desk drawer and fumbled through my stuff, looking for something. I found it and pressed a button, then resumed talking with Sheryl.
“Ok, to prove you are the person in this IC, please say out your name and IC number, and then how old you are. Dun worry cos I just need to see if you are who you say you are. Tell me your name, and your birth date.” I told Sheryl.
Sheryl remarked that I was too careful, but complied anyway. She said her full name, and also told me her birth date. It all coincided with the information on the IC, so I asked one last question, “So you agree to let me finger your p*ssy, f*ck your b.reasts and you s*ck my c*ck till I cum in your mouth for $200, ,right?”
“Aiyo.. yah lah. So chicken one. Fa ger, you better keep your word ah.. otherwise I report to the police you know?” Sheryl half chided me.
I thought it funny that Sheryl would bring up the police, as she was almost prost!tuting herself, but I let the thought pass because I believed that I had the situation under control. Once that was out of the way, I went over to the sofa in front of my desk and laid on it lazily. Sheryl kneeled on the floor and began to pull my zipper of my pants down. My hardened c*ck, in my boxers was almost popping out of it, and it made Sheryl smile coyly.
Without hesitation, she pulled my pants to my knees and reached into my boxers and roughly massaged my hard c*ck. Her roughness caught me off-guard and the sensation on my c*ck made me close my eyes and I groaned out loudly. Sheryl wasted no time and pulled out my c*ck and continued playing with it roughly. I tried hard to open my eyes, and on the third attempt, was success enough and then ordered her to slow down.