New Years Ballin'

 I don't feel like a stud. Opposite actually. Can't pull a single woman. The girls that call do so because I'm reliable. They know they'll get fucked. They know I'll cum inside them. They know they'll get the money they want. So, they hound me. Last night I caved and picked up this particular street rat that constantly hits me up. Most of the time, I ignore her, but I was watching Chaturbate again, and it didn't take me long to forgo the toy for the real thing. I picked her up off a street well known for prostitutes, and drive home. She has her eyes on her phone the whole time. I haven't fucked her in a long time. She gets to the house, goes to the couch, pulls her sweatpants down, and sits there. That's my signal to get on the couch, spread her legs, and start fucking here. I go in raw. She complained it hurts (it doesn't), that it's her boyfriend's birthday, and that 8 need too hurry up. She wants $80 for me to bust my nut in her. I pump her for a while and then leave a thick load, built up over a couple days. That's it. Like clockwork. A business transaction. Lately, I've been with too many girls that show zero affection or enthusiasm. They provide a hole. I don't like this kind of sex. I drop her back off, give her the money, and head home.