Be advised: contains prostitution, group sex and voyeurism.

I glanced at the clock on the far wall; it was almost lunchtime.

"Hey, you going Jim's place for lunch?" one guy working the line called.

"Yeah," I told him.

Months prior, one of my work buddies, Jim, had been laid off. He had a mortgage and bills to pay, so he started a business out of his house. For fifty bucks, guys could go and fuck his daughter. I had gone nearly every day since they'd started. Initially, he had brought her to the parking lot to make it easier for the guys, but management had complained. Luckily, Jim's house was within walking distance from the factory, and most guys could get there, do the deed, and get back to the factory within their lunch hour. Fifty bucks was cheap, and I wanted to support my friend.

I grabbed my wallet and headed out. The November air hit me like a slap, but I barely noticed. My mind was already at Jim's place, thinking about Kendal. She was nineteen, with long dark hair, a slender body, and perfect cock-sucking lips.

Jim's house was a small ranch with peeling paint and an overgrown lawn. I went down the driveway and let myself in the back porch. Jim was sitting there, smoking a cigarette.

"Hey man," he said, blowing out a stream of smoke.

Hey man," I said, pulling the bills from my wallet. "I'm here for my usual."

"Alright," Jim said, nodding. "There's three in there now, if you don't mind waiting."

"Course not," I responded. "Some of the guys said they were coming. Probably be here soon. Mind if I go watch?"

"Knock yourself out."

I maneuvered through the familiar layout of the house until I reached Kendal's room. The door was wide open, and I could see guys crowded around her kneeling form. She was taking turns sucking each cock, eagerly moving from one to the other. I recognized two from the factory floor—Mike from packaging and Ray from maintenance. The third guy I didn't recognize was probably someone who'd heard about the deal through word of mouth. Jim didn't advertise exactly, but news traveled fast among horny men.

I leaned against the doorframe, unbuckling my belt as I watched. Kendal's entire focus was on the cocks she was serving.

"Almost done," Mike grunted, his hand gripping the back of her head. "Fuck, that's good."

Mike grunted, his hands gripping her hair as he came. Kendal swallowed eagerly, not spilling a drop. She immediately turned to the next guy when he pulled away, not missing a beat.

"Fuck, she's good," Mike said, tucking himself back in.

I nodded in agreement, feeling my arousal grow as I watched. Ray was next, his hips thrusting forward as Kendal took him deep. Meanwhile, her hand was on the unknown guy's cock, stroking in a perfect rhythm. Ray was next to succumb to her sweet mouth. She took him all the way, allowing his load of sperm to shoot right down her throat.

The third guy didn't last much longer. Kendal sucked harder and harder, being careful not to let any cum go to waste. Even after she'd milked the man's hard cock of all its cream, she still bobbed her head until he'd grown too sensitive to take it. Finally, she released his cock from her mouth with a loud pop.

The other guys filed out, nodding to me as they passed.

Kendal licked her lips and looked over at those bright eyes of hers. Her lips curved into a charming smile. That smile always got to me, like she genuinely enjoyed her work. Maybe she did. Jim once told me that his daughter had always been "boy crazy" and this arrangement worked out for everyone. I often wondered how many men she'd fucked before her dad lost his job.

"Hey there," she purred, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. "What are you in the mood for today?"

"The usual," I said, as I moseyed in.

"Mmm, I like that," she said, her eyes fixed on my erection. She rose from the floor and crawled onto the bed. She stayed on her hands and knees and lifted her plump little ass at him. She spread her legs wide, her glistening, wet pussy ripe for the taking.

I took a moment to admire the sight of her present holes. Her butt was slightly gaped, apparently from earlier use. But it was her wet slit I wanted.

I moved behind her, kneeling on the bed, and slid my cock into her wet warmth in one smooth thrust. She moaned like I was the first man of the day, arching her back to take me deeper.

"God, you feel so good," I groaned, gripping her hips.

"Fuck me hard," she begged, looking back over her shoulder with those bedroom eyes. "I need it."

I obliged, pounding into her as the bed creaked beneath us. Her pussy gripped me like a vise, wet and hot around my shaft.

I could feel the tension building in my balls already. Something about Kendal always made me want to finish quickly, but I fought against it, determined to make the most of my money.

"You like that, don't you?" I grunted, slapping her ass lightly.

"God, yes," she moaned, pushing back against me. "Your cock feels so good inside me."

I reached around to grab her breasts, pinching her nipples as I continued to thrust. She was soaking wet, her juices coating my shaft and balls.

The other men from the factory had arrived and were patiently waiting for their turn. I could hear them talking in low voices just outside the room.

"Fuck," I groaned, feeling my orgasm approaching. Even if I wanted to last longer, I knew I couldn't. "I'm gonna cum."

"Yes," Kendal moaned, her voice eager and breathless. "Fill me up. Give it to me."

I thrust deep one final time, holding her hips tight against me as I emptied myself inside her. She squeezed me tight, milking every last drop from me as I pulsed inside her.

When I finally pulled out, I watched as my cum dripped from her slutty slit.

She smiled at me over her shoulder, her eyes dark with lust despite having serviced so many men already.

"Thanks, honey," she cooed. "I'll see you tomorrow?"

"Oh, yeah." I tucked myself back into my pants and zipped up, feeling that familiar satisfaction that always followed these visits.

"Who's next?" Her voice was low and sultry.

As I headed for the door, the next guy—Hank from shipping—brushed past me, already unzipping his fly.

"Good?" asked one of the four men in the hallway.

"Always is."

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