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The sun was just setting over the horizon as the young redhead sashayed down the dimly lit street, her pert little breasts jiggling with each sway of her hips. Her lime green crop top barely covered her taut belly, and her ultra-short jean shorts left little to the imagination. The girl,Fetch, was only 19 but looked even younger, her emerald eyes sparkling with mischief and her fiery locks tumbling down her back in loose curls. She was on the prowl tonight.

As she approached a sleazy looking bar, the heavy bass of music pulsed through the walls. Fetch pushed open the door and was greeted by smoky air and the lustful stares of wasted men. She smirked to herself and sauntered up to the bar, leaning forward to give the bartender a perfect view of her cleavage. “Whiskey, neat,” she purred, batting her long lashes.

A scruffy older man sidled up next to her, his eyes roving over her lean body. “You sure you should be drinking that, sweetheart? You look awfully young.”

Fetch turned to him with a coy smile, her pink lips glistening. “A big strong man like you can’t handle an underage girl? Or are you just afraid you won’t be able to satisfy me?” She ran a finger down his chest.

The man grinned wolfishly and threw a hundred dollar bill on the bar. “I’m Jack, and I think you’re in for a fun night.” He took her hand and led her to the back room.

Once inside, Jack pushed Fetch up against the wall, pinning her wrists above her head. “I’ve been watching you since you walked in here. You’re trouble, aren’t you?”

She licked her lips invitingly. “The good kind.”

With that, Jack captured her mouth in a searing kiss, his tongue probing and demanding. Fetch moaned and arched into him, rubbing her barely-covered mound against the growing bulge in his jeans. His hands roamed her body, cupping her pert breasts roughly and plucking at her stiff nipples.

Breaking the kiss, he spun her around and bent her over a table. Fetch gasped as he ripped away her flimsy panties and unzipped his jeans. She could feel his hard cock pressing against her dripping slit.

“Is this what you want, you little slut? To get fucked hard by a real man?” Jack growled in her ear.

“Mmmm, yes! Fuck me, Jack! I need your big cock!” Fetch begged shamelessly.

With one powerful thrust, he entered her, groaning as her tight cunt gripped him like a vise. He pounded into her mercilessly as she cried out in ecstasy, meeting each brutal thrust with the shake of her ass. The lewd sounds of flesh slapping against flesh filled the room.

Suddenly, Jack pulled out and flipped Fetch onto her back on the table. Grinning down at her naked body, he ordered, “Suck my cock, little girl. Show me how much you want it.”

Fetch slid to her knees and took his pulsing member in her hand, stroking it with her delicate fingers. She locked eyes with him and stuck out her tongue, swirling it around his engorged head. Then she took him deep into her hot little mouth, hollowing her cheeks and sucking hard.

“Fuckkk, just like that,” Jack grunted, tangling his fingers in her hair. He began fucking her face, his heavy balls slapping against her chin. Drool dribbled down her chin as she gagged and choked on his thick cock.

Pulling out abruptly, he slammed back into her sopping pussy, taking her hard and fast. Fetch’s small tits bounced as he drilled into her, her body jiggling with every snap of his hips. The room filled with the cries of their mutual pleasure.

Within minutes, Jack threw his head back with a guttural moan and exploded deep inside her tight channel, painting her velvety walls with his searing cum. Fetch came on his cock, her inner muscles clamping down on him rhythmically as she rode out her intense orgasm.

They collapsed spooned together, Jack’s softening cock still nestled in her hot cunt. Fetch sighed contentedly, so perfectly satisfied. “That was incredible,” she murmured. “Mmm, I need to come back here more often.”

Jack slowly pulled out and tucked himself away. He tossed a crooked grin at the nude girl sprawled across the table, her dewy pussy lips swollen and tender. “Anytime, sweetheart. Anytime.”

Fetch smiled lazily and stretched like a cat, her pert little breasts glinting in the low light. She gathered her shredded clothes and sauntered out the back door, humming all the way home with her pussy full of sticky cum.