Five dollar, five dollar, five dollar Footlonggggggg!
Without the footlong part. Unless it was cut in half. I'm talking about my penis. But I'm not talking about my penis getting cut in half. I digress.
This morning I got a text from an UTR gal I know who I haven't seen that way before. I only know her to be a part time provider. Pretty, late 30's white gal. Trim, small boobs and firm ass. She said she hasn't had a room since Tuesday, had only eaten chips, was in a crappy situation and asked if I could help. I was at the gym at the time and texted back that I only had a few bucks cash until after the weekend, but for a BJ I would take her to a drive-thru and buy her some food. She said that isn't a lot for a BJ. And I agreed. But said it's what I can do today. She agreed.
So I drove to where she was, picked her up, and found a secluded spot in a neighborhood, where she twisted her slender flexible body around and gave me a soft, slow, loving beej. I unloaded days worth of protein appetizer into her pretty mouth and she swallowed it all. We were both pleased. After which, I drove her to a Bojangles (her choice) and I told her to order whatever she wanted. She got a steak & cheese biscuit with fries and a coke. Total $5. 87. Then dropped her off where I picked her up and came home to shower.
Sometimes it pays to wake up.