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XXMadeleineXX
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I had my first boyfriend at the age of 16. I was in that stupid kind of puppy love. Where I never thought about anything but being close to him. He took my viriginity, I gladly gave it to him. But not long after A rumour started circling that he had hooked up with another girl my school. When I confronted him about it he always blew my questions off. It was a red flag and eventually we had a bad breakup. Fast forward 7 years and you could find me hanging out in a bar. By this time I had started my escort work. I bumped into the father of the boy who first broke my heart. He was pretty drunk, but still recognized me even though I had not seen him much since the breakup. We started talking, at first just about his son as that was the only thing we had in common. It was awkward. Then he asked where I worked these days. A naughty idea popped into my head. And I decided to tell him the truth. I told him I was a sex worker. What was a boring conversation became much more interesting. I could tell he was curious about my work. Drunk men can't hide much. I could tell me was aroused at the thought. That's when I knew I could make some money and have revenge at the same time. I asked if he wanted to stop by my "work" sometime. At first he was confused but eventually caught on to what I was asking him. He coughed up $200 for the hour and we went back to my apartment. He fucked me roughly for an hour. I let him cum inside my mouth at the end. The whole time I was thinking about how I had been over to his house so many times to be with his son. The thought of him wanting my tight pussy wrapped around his cock all those years ago and finally tapping me was a turn on. Best part was how much better he was at fucking me then his son ever was.
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