"God, Penny," the man moaned, thrusting his hips up to meet every downward plunge of her hot juicy mouth. "I'm almost there, baby, almost there. Don't stop, honey, I'm gonna come."

Anxious to please the man, Penny began pumping her head faster and taking his lurching shaft deeper into her throat. From his wild groans and the way his big bloated cock was jerking in her mouth, Penny knew he was about to fire his load, yet she wasn't prepared for the shock when he suddenly thrust, his hips up and thick hot fizz gushed against the back of her throat. It spewed out in such volume, that the girl almost gagged as she frantically swallowed his delicious sperm. Sucking and swallowing as fast as she could, it was still oozing out between her pursed lips, dribbling down her chin.

When the girl had sucked the last drop from his rapidly shrinking prick, the girl finally released it from her sperm-drenched lips.

"Did I do it right?" she asked, smiling up at him with her big violet eyes.

"Yes, honey," the trembling man gasped, "you sure did it right."

A few minutes later when she was once more dressed, Carl Danford handed Penny a five-dollar bill.

"Will you suck me off again next Friday?" he asked.

"Will I get five bucks next week?" she smiled, slipping the money in her pocket.

"Yes, darling," grinned the man. "You'll get another five dollars."

"Okay," she giggled, moving towards the door. "See you Friday."

The girl slowly walked across the street and sat down on the dilapidated steps of her front porch.