"Hmmm, Mommy's been bad, sweetie," the lady suddenly moaned, her form shuddering greatly as juices burst out of her like a fountain, the warm liquid soaking his thighs.

But even though she was cumming, even though her pussy was clenching at him with a death grip, Mr. Valen, powered through.

"S-sl- pla, hmmm," unintelligible mutterings escaped her lips, her form sensitive from her previous outburst.

"Argh!" Mr. Valen groaned as he too felt the pleasure rise within him, his form trembling as he came, thick jets of cum blocked by the condom.

"T-that was amazing," the woman breathed when she sensed that he was done, a long sigh escaping her as she pulled away from him, "You did good-"

"Did?" Mr. Valen echoed, his brows raised as he peered at her, her chest heaving, her body dotted with sweat.

He, too, was no different, but though his chest heaved, he was anything but exhausted.

At first, the woman was confused by Mr. Valen's gaze, but when she saw his member hardening, she suddenly understood.

"W-wait, you only paid for a single round," she spoke as she scooted away, obviously not expecting that he would want to continue right away.

To her words, Mr. Valen simply caught her ankle, pulling her towards him until she was right in front of him. "Do I look stupid?" He suddenly spoke, his voice grim as he added, "I know what 500 Val is worth, and the service rendered thus far, fails to meet the sum."

"D-doesn't matter, that's what we agreed-Ahhh!" The hooker moaned as he suddenly hauled her up, he too rising to his feet. Her arms were now around his shoulders, her legs spread wide, supported by his two arms.

"Put it in," Mr. Valen spoke to her, his lips curled as he watched her tremble in anticipation, her eyes avoiding his as she grabbed onto his throbbing member, leading it to her entrance, 'Just a bit more, and I'll make him pay extra,' she thought.

"Fwop!"

He slid in without resistance, enjoying the strange but pleasurable sensation of the used condom.

"Tsk," the hooker hissed a bit, a shock rushing through her system from the static sensitivity, her breath hitching in her throat as Mr. Valen resumed thrusting, his fingers digging into her thighs.

"Pa!"

"Pa!"

"Pa!" Flesh collided with flesh, each thrust sending strands of shimmering liquid into the air as the lady experienced recurring micro-orgasms.

"Hmm," she suddenly moaned as Mr. Valen increased his pace, her breath heavy, fingers digging into his hair as she rasped, "S-sloeee!"

The sensation for Mr. Valen was mind-numbing, his scalp tingling at the feel of the hooker's fingers, his shoulders burning as she lowered her head and bit into him, her teeth digging into his skin.

"Ghhhhhgaa," she let out seesawing groan of pleasure, and she once again shuddered in a micro-orgasm, but Mr. Valen barely acknowledged it.

In the next moment, he threw her off his dick and onto the mattress on the floor, watching her land with a violent groan.

"Spread your legs," he spoke as he approached, observing the sweat-soaked woman before him, her chest heaving, her thighs trembling as she opened her legs, slightly revealing the opening of her drenched pussy.

Kneeling onto the bed, he leaned into the woman before him, his dark eyes observing hers; brown, misty, and then he spoke, rubbing his latex-blocked tip against her slit, "Did you not say my time was over? Why then do you betray such egarness."

"Huh... What are you talking about?" the hooker looked away, a small blush spreading across her cheeks, "I-I'm just... It's your first time with me so I-I -"

"Huh. I see. Then I suppose I should stop," Mr. Valen spoke, his tone mirroring his amusement as he rose, "I do not wish to do anything you do not desire-"

"Wait," the lady suddenly lunged at him, wrapping her arms around his neck, pulling him down, "I-I want it," she spoke under her breath.

"What was that?" Mr. Valen tilted his head, his fingers playing at her thigh, each touch sending shivers down her spine, "Surely you can be clearer."

"I said I want it, fuck me, I want you to fuck me," the lady suddenly exploded, her tone carrying with it a tang of annoyance.

"Fwop!"

A familiar sound rang out as she finished speaking, with Mr. Valen plunging his dick into her in quick succession.

"Ohh my fucking god," the hooker swore at the sudden sensation, her moans growing louder by the moment, her pussy dripping like a faucet.

The rhythmic sound of flesh colliding in the room rang out for a long time, a wet slap that lingered in one's ears.

"Hmmm," Mr. Valen suddenly hummed in pleasure, as he felt the sensation of pleasure heighten exponentially, the warmth of her walls closing in on him, the slippery goodness of her juices.

And so he felt a familiar pleasurable sensation begin to build up in his stomach, sending waves of ecstasy down his spine.

"Ahhhh!" the lady groaned as Mr. Valen grabbed both her legs, pushing them down over her shoulders, the sudden, violent action causing her to experience yet another orgasm, her breath coming in forced exhalations.

"Argh!" Mr. Valen groaned as he shot into her, his form trembling slightly as he felt a wave of relief wash over him with each tremor of his dick.

The hooker, on the other hand, felt a warm feeling invade her, provoking a sense of contentment, fullness.

And then, after staying like that for a minute, Mr. Valen pulled out of her, his eyes narrowing as he noticed a stream of thick milky liquid flowing out of her entrance.

Looking to the condom, he noticed that it had torn, the latex split down the side like ripped skin. His eyes then trailed to the thick milky ropes that oozed from the tear, coating her inner thighs in glossy streaks of his cum and the realization hit him as to why it suddenly felt better towards the end.

The hooker seemed to have noticed it too, her form lying exhausted on the mattress, her chest heaving. "Y-you came inside me?"

"You are the one who bought cheap rubber," Mr. Valen shrugged, rising to his feet.

"It's meant to be used one fucking time," the lady seethed, her sudden movement causing the cum to bubble out in slow viscous globs, sliding over her swollen lips, down her ass cheeks, and pooling on the mattress below.

She then maintained that vicious gaze for a moment before letting out a sigh.

Mr. Valen watched her curiously, 'Hmm, anger... no, annoyance followed by resignation,' he noted and then sensed someone from behind the wooden door.

"You may enter; we are done," he spoke, prompting the hooker to quickly cover herself with the sheets.

The door creaked open to reveal five women wearing torn fishnet clothing, their nipples poking the lace, cheap perfume choking the air with the one in the lead carrying a bunch of neatly folded cloths (his), 'More hookers?' Mr. Valen thought.

"S-sorry, I didn't want to intrude," the one in the lead, a squeamish-looking girl in shorts and a high crop top that revealed way too much underboob thrust his clothes at him.

Receiving the clothes, Mr. Valen began putting them on without a word, not caring for the audience in front of him.

"So you're the stud who made her scream like that," one of the older women by the side chimed.

"What do you say? Can you go one more time? My rate is lower than hers," another one spoke.

But Mr. Valen ignored them, moving to put on his shoes.

As he did this, the blonde-haired woman seemed to notice something, her eyes narrowing as she rose, covering her form with the sheets, "You're leaving already? It's like 12 AM."

"I have somewhere to... be," Mr. Valen simply responded, but slowed down a bit as he noticed the woman fumbling to write something on a piece of paper.

"This is my number, you can call me anytime," she winked at him, unfortunately, the state of her hair made the act more comical than seductive.

"Hey, no fairs!"

"You can't keep him all to yourself!" The voices of the women thick-skinned enough to remain rang out, forcing Mr. Valen to exist the room after nodding at the blonde-haired hooker.

As soon as he made it back to the open street, he took one look at the piece of paper and balled his fist, crumpling it into a fine ball before throwing it away, his form disappearing into the darkness of the slums.

In all this, the green moon hung in the sky, the moon has always been green.

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