Strumpet Warehouse
Sara Jay has few rivals in the slut business. She’s well-respected in the sperm biz. Her massive hooters and her unparalleled ass have made her a legendary hooter ho wherever she may roam. It’s demeaning that she has to deal with assholes in business suits trying to bargain her price down in the street when they should be flinging thousands of dollars at her feet as a declaration of fealty. This cheap bum has to sneak Sara into an empty warehouse because he’s too cheap to spend the money on a motel room. God forbid his wife should find a motel receipt in his pocket. When they prepare an old crate as a fuck altar, Sara renegotiates, remembering the words of the great philosopher Confuckscious, “A stiff weenie does not look at a price tag.” He fucks his brains out to blast-off, exploding all over her nubbies, which Sara uses as an opportunity to get more cash. Chalk up another satisfied client for this smart slattern. These boy-friends in their amusing suits are no match for warehouse whores.
Saturday, March 13th, 2010



















