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Leighton hadnāt expected her to protest. Sheād fully assumed that the girl would take what she had to say to heart, get up and make her way through the brothel out into the world again. But as Veronica pleaded her case, Leighton stayed silent, letting the girl talk just to see if there was anything that didnāt fit within the category sheād mentally the other in.Ā āSee, thatās just it,ā she interrupted her with a lick of her lips.Ā āI donāt run my business as a place of simplyĀ āletting someone fuck youā you have to want it,ā Leighton responded passionately.Ā āYou have to present yourself, bend forwards, backwards, wiggle your little ass in the air and beg him to stick his cock in you,ā she still wasnāt convinced, but Leighton was happy to share some important advice, maybe somewhere else would be willing to take her on.Ā āLets say Iām a client, Iām shorter, uglier, I got a dick the size of a crayon and I like anal playā¦ā not every man that walked into her establishment was as misfortunate as she was describing, but most werenāt lookers.Ā āI walk into one of the rooms, horny as all hell and I want you to beg me to put my dick inside you,ā Leighton concluded.Ā āWhat would you say? How would you convince me, your client, that my cock is the biggest, juiciest, most mouth watering member youāve ever laid eyes on?ā raising a brow at Veronica, Leighton waited curiously to see her response.
āI understand that. You have standards to keep, I get that.ā Veronica replied to Leightonās remark about it. A business like hers would definitely have to have some set standards of practice to keep the customers and clientele happy. It was how it was and it certainly sets the bar high, in the other womanās eyes, of course. āBut itās not like Iām unable to do all that. Wiggle my ass, bend backwards, tease the man and beg him to come please me. I can do that.ā Veronica added, looking at the woman rather quizzically. It was as if she was suggesting that she was not even capable of getting men at all. However, the passion she was getting out to Veronica was pretty obvious and she could not help but chuckle at it. Sure, she has standards. Fair enough. As the brunette stood there looking and listening to the scene at hand, Vee frowned lightly at it, as she pursed her lips at the thought, shrugged her shoulders lightly and took a bold step towards Leighton. The scene was kind of pathetic at best and she was sure Leightonās customers and clienteles were not all that proportionately sized like what she described. Taking a deep breath and letting all thoughts disappear off, Veronica walked up towards the desk and smiled at Leighton. āWelcome back. I hope youāre not tired after your work.ā She said slowly and rather dangerously, as the brunette walked up to the chair and walked behind it to lean into Leighton and slid her hands over the otherās shoulders. āIāve been waiting for you.ā Veronica chuckled, whispering in Leightonās ear, as her hands slowly slid off the shoulder and onto the otherās chest, and rather boldly grabbing a feel over the otherās breasts. āIāve been waiting for you to come home⦠so that we can play again. So I can have that big, juicy cock of yoursā¦ā She teased.



















