It sure sounded like it. ‘How is that different from going back to hooking?’ ‘One, rather than having sex with a complete stranger every night, ...it would be having sex with someone I know—you’ she explained. ‘Two, I wouldn’t have to go out looking for johns, so there’s no risk of getting arrested. And three—what makes this a good deal for you—there’s no fixed rate of exchange. You pay a prostitute a set fee, but as a sugar daddy, everything is voluntary. I’ve told you how much I need, but it’s. Fuck your whore. Fuck her. Make my pussy cum around your cock. Own this pussy. This is your pussy. Make it come on you."Ahmad grunted in return to her soft rasps of pleasure, and increased the pace of his thrusts, he was now like a drill, fucking her pussy hard."OH YES FUUUUCK MEEEE." Boshra was screaming with pleasure and Ahmad knew a huge orgasm was on the way for the both of them.Ahmad felt Boshra's pussy clench hard, forcing his cock out. He tried to shove his dick back in, but accidentally. Then I headed for the courthouse to talk to a woman who worked there that I remembered had lived in the gulch.I parked in an empty reserved spot and went inside. When I saw the sign that said Building Inspectors Office I went there first on a sudden impulse. The lady behind the desk asked what I needed and when I told her I wanted to talk to the building inspector, she just laughed."Sir, the only one left is old Denny and he is almost seventy years old. The others quit when the old sheriff died. It scared her quite badly.She sat up and used a towel to grasp the warm phallus. In the bathroom she urinated as she held the phallus in her hands, then she lovingly cleaned and sanitized it. Careful not to expose it to any serious temperature shifts. Finally she kissed it lovingly and replaced it in it's holder in the cabinet. She drew a small curtain and closed the door, locking it with a small brass key on a fine, light chain, which she returned to her neck.In the kitchen she retrieved a mug.