Debauchery Square
The Cum Right Inn
The forbidden fruit. The hole that decent girls won’t take a cock inside. But me? For twenty bucks, any man can bury his tool inside me for ten minutes.
The Blowjob Queen
Me? A Queen? My blowjob punters visited almost an hour apart, and at twenty bucks a shot, a three-hour shift would barely pay my room rent.
A red light is too far for me
Bianca gripped my arm tightly as we walked past the burly, handsome, yet mildly curmudgeonly cop guarding the entrance to Debauchery Square.
Dragon’s Club
I’d become a regular at the Dragon Club. High-class working girls, rich guys, libertines, and other assorted decadents from Debauchery Square.
My lips — the gateway to your pleasure
I was here to visit the Debauchery Square gloryhole. An emerald green painted door on a red brick building, I rapped hard with my knuckle…
Keep walking — I’m in ecstasy
Hubby handwritten sign on the floor reminded me how forbidden our sex was, even here, in the public convenience of Debauchery Square…