Under the flickering neon light, the hooker, her hair a wild mane, sinks to her knees, unbuckling the client's belt. She pulls out his stiff cock, already leaking pre-cum, and smirks. 'You want it hard, right?' she rasps, pushing her tits together, encasing his dick in her cleavage. She pumps him fast, her hands slick with lube, before taking him deep, her throat constricting around him. She's a machine, her head a blur, her makeup running rivers down her face, until she feels his cock pulse, ready to unleash a torrent of hot cum down her throat.