Something More To Her Part 1

jasmine had just left the local club and was walking to her favorit street corner. jasmine had an IV league education, was extremely beautifull, having dark tanned skin, having 34 DD breasts, a perfect figure, and perfectly done honey blonde hair. she was smart, sexy, and she was one of the most charming people she knew. so why was she selling herself on a street corner? the reason was simply becuase it pleased her as much as it pleased her customers. she may have convinced herself it was becuase she couldnt find a man that would except her 10 inch "secret" that she hid under her tight mini skirt, but she also knew she loved sellin herself like a whore. hell, she was a whore. she couldnt deny it. she loved dicks and couldnt help it.

on her way to her corner of this dark, disgusting part of town, filled with grafiti, gangs, and other prostitutes waiting to get paid, a car started to slow down next to her. she raised her tight mini skirt a bit to showcase her fishnet incased legs. the car pulled to a hault next to her and the windows slowly rolled down. a young latino man, who looked cuban, around 6' 4", heavily musled, head shaved with a car full of other guys who held a resemblence to him, stuck his head out of the old Escalade they were driving. "hey, hey, look at dis motha fuckin bitch, guys. she wants a little bit of us!" he yeld back at his friends. "hey, how much for a good time and a few drinks with me and my boys here?" he asked. "there was a twinkle in jasmines eyes as she spoke." well, for your boys, it will be about 50 a peice for head, 100 for my ass, and ill let you guys decide what to pay for the rest, but for you, babe, well, i might just have to give you one on the house." jasmine said as the big guy started to grin. " sounds very good. oh, my names carlos. this here is my dipshit brother, pedro" he said, pointing to the somewhat smaller man sitting next to him.

pedro, like the rest, was a big, muscular man, but he looked a bit darker and older than the others.