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"Yeah! Yeah! Yee-haw!" she moaned erotically, bouncing on his lap as she put a hand on his chest, the other raised up onto her hat and holding it on her head. "Ah-AH… you like how I RIDE you partner?" she grinned prettily down at her 'partner as her big breasts bounced up and down on her chest as she rode him.
"Yeah I LOVE how you ride!" he grinned lecherously up at her bouncing breasts as she panted, and moaned, writhing her body on his lap as he gripped her shapely waist. Rising and falling with her breasts as she bounced on him. SWAT!
"Ah yeah!" SWAT! "OOOH!!" his hand cracked against her ass cheeks as he lied on his back in her bed. "Slap my ass partner, hard as you want…" she moaned, gazing down at him sultrily as she ran her tongue over her red lips, her breasts heaving with her breathing… her hand rubbing his hairy stomach.
"Giddy up cowgirl!" he laughed, swatting her ass again as she bounced faster, and faster. "Oooh… OOOH!!" he pumped his hips up into her. "Gonna cum! Gonna cum, you sexy slut!" he grit his teeth, shaking as she laughed sweetly. Still riding him as he took a breath. "Oooooh." Shaking as his hands reached up to her tits, squeezing them as she smiled, giggling sweetly as she rolled her hips on him… feeling his cock pulsate inside her. "God, you sexy whore…" he sighed contentedly.
She laughed playfully as she rubbed his stomach. "MMMn… that was so good…" she moaned, lying through her teeth. "Did you like that? Oh!" she wiggled as he slapped her ass again.
"God I love this body!" he hissed eagerly, "If my wife looked like you she'd be a happy woman." While technically probably true, the implication that he'd have sex with his wife more was probably his meaning…
So she severely doubted it. But she smiled and pulled off his well-spent cock, wrapped in a condom, like all of her DD Dallas's clients would be. But he wasn't an official client: He was Supergirl's landlord. He was fat, with more hair on his body than the top of his head, in his mid-fifties, and almost constantly smelled like cigar smoke. She offered him an… arrangement when she was late paying for her apartment.
He rode a genuine cowgirl slut and she got an extension on her payment due date… Although admittedly she had had sex with a lot worse than him. But not by much. She gave him a friendly smile and lifted herself off of him, letting his condom-wrapped length flop out of her. She was naked except for her assless chaps, cowgirl hat, and boots as she slipped off her bed. "I'll have the rent by next week." She declared as he too groaned off her bed, trying up the bag and tossing it into her trash bin by the bed with a satisfied sigh. But he wrapped a thick arm around her waist, pulling her to him and pressing her tits to his face as he grinned lecherously up at her.
He licked her nipple, fondled her ass, and gently fingered her somewhat damp pussy as she kept smiling politely at him. He wasn't a particularly bad man, just lecherous, adulterous, and a little unhygienic. He wasn't going to pass up the offer to tap her ass to wait a few more days for his rent money. "How about, uh…" he began, as he ALWAYS did when he tried to change the deal, "You let me… slip right in… raw." He grinned eagerly, pushing in his fingers for emphasis, "And I help you 'pay' your rent?"
She rubbed his balding head as he grinned, licking her tits. "No." she said bluntly and pulled away from him as he half-scowled, half laughed. "I let you fuck me when I'm late, I don't need to let you fuck me to BE late." She grabbed her bikini bottoms and pulled them up, clenching her legs around them as she side-tied them onto her shapely hips, then wrapped her bikini back on as he frowned. He was half-erect…
"Come on…" he groaned, getting to his feet and rubbing her ass cheek as she tied her top. "I'll pull out."
"No you won't." she replied confidently as she brushed his hand away. "Now come on you know our deal, I get you off and that gets me a few days." She wagged a finger at his twitching member. "Pants. Come on before someone starts wondering where you are."
"Wife's not home today." He grinned, groping her tits as she sighed, "So how about we go back to the bed and-"
"2000 dollars." He blinked, "Right now. Cash." She said firmly, brushing his stiffened hands away from her tits as she smirked smugly. "I didn't think so. You want to go more than one round with these 'udders'?" she gripped her tits, moaning sensually as he watched her, cock stiffening. 'You pay ME. 2000 bucks." She repeated as he frowned, she waited, then waved him towards her door. "Then get going. I have friends coming over…" she declared as he grunted irately, clearly thoroughly aroused. He yanked his pants on and then his shirt as her front door knocked loudly.
"Superbabes." Giggled some girls outside as she rolled her eyes. He didn't seem to notice, his focus on her cowgirl body.
He smacked her rear as she jumped but stood firm. "I'll be back for the rent. Or another round." He declared with a grumble as she waved him off, a little mockingly.
"Happy trails." She added sweetly, but a little venomous. "Let the girls in, would you?"
He popped open the door as Yaya, Mel, and Brielle walked right by him. He stared in awe at the beautiful off-the-clock Superbabes as Supergirl pushed him out the door. "Bye." She said frankly and slammed the door in his face.
She smiled at the girls as they glanced around Yaya holding her camera and bag as she eyed her up and down Thoughtfully. "So, you want to start with the cowgirl costume? I'm game." She said as Supergirl wobbled into her living room with them. It was the apartment's biggest space, she had asked Yaya to come over to take some shots of her, and Yaya asked her to model for her collections… some of which were in a few photo galleries around Gotham.
Brielle and Mel were here because Blondes look good together… Brielle promptly went off exploring as Supergirl shrugged. "I had to take care of some business with my landlord." She added as Mel literally sniffed around, looking thoughtful.
"…So you banged him?"
"Honey I RODE him. He gives me an extension when I can't pay the rent on time." Mel and Yaya eyed her oddly.
"…Uh you've been working at Superbabes for a couple of weeks now. You shouldn't be late making any payments…" noted Mel playfully as Yaya laughed.
But Supergirl just smiled erotically, posing slightly as Yaya flashed a quick photo for posterity. "…True. If I wasn't trying to get myself a new place." She admitted under her breath, as if her landlord could hear her through the wall. "I don't want him to try and change any terms to force me to stay."
"Ahhh…" Yaya and Mel said together as Mel shook her head.
"Ideally I can get out of here after my next payment…" she said, posing on the couch as Yaya took another photo. "…Don't suppose you girls want to help me move."
"Oh. Ronnie-Bell and Rebecca would be perfect!" Brielle said, wearing a white version of Supergirl's DD Dallas 'uniform' a white hat on her pretty golden hair as the bikini top struggled to contain her big fake breasts.
"…Not to mention they might deter any bad actors." Mel smiled playfully, eyeing Brielle up and down. "…Brielle those tops are adjustable, come here." She said, turning the French bimbo around to at least give her some literal breathing room.
"I'll ask them next time I see them." Yaya replied, taking numerous photos of a slowly dancing Supergirl. "Alright Tina, we got a nice start…" she smirked, "…How about something more… you?"
Tina smiled photogenically at Yaya, before getting off the couch and reaching behind her back, undoing her top and spinning it around over her head as the camera rapidly shuttered. "Brielle, I think I'm ready for you." Yaya grinned as Brielle jiggled right up to Tina, both big titty blondes pressing their breasts together as they wrapped their arms around each other and smiled to the camera, squeezing each other's big ass cheeks with both hands.
"Oh, ho this is going to make a mint." Yaya smiled, "I can't wait to get these on my site."
"And you're going to cut us in, right?" Tina asked playfully as Yaya smiled, swatting Tina's ass as she walked around the apartment.
"Yeah. I'm not heartless. Now come on… let's see if we can find some rope to hogtie you, that's going to sell for sure." Tina sighed but gestured reluctantly to a closet where she kept all of DD Dallas's accessories...
"Right in there. Under the spurs." She mumbled, "But I'm pretty sure I'm the only one here who knows-" Yaya retrieved the rope and snapped it between her hands knowingly. "...How to do knots..."
"Ever hear of 'Shibari'?" Yaya smiled a little menacingly as Tina fidgeted. "…Joy gave me a few pointers."
…Yaya was right. A hogtied Tina DID sell... but apparently not as much as Cowgirl Brielle.
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