That was all that the man could take.  As his rough work calloused fingers closed around her soft plump breast he groaned.  He felt his balls pull up tightly and he used his other hand to push her back slightly.  His cock slipped free of her lips and bounced angrily as it tensed and then fired.  Three, four, five white ropes of his spunk splattered across her face and into her hair.  He groaned and leaned against the wall, taking his cock in his hand and jerking it so that a few extra drops fell out, to land on the ground between the two of them.<br/><br/>He panted and gasped for air, and if it weren't for the stable wall behind him, he may have lost his balance.<br/><br/>"Worth every penny," he commented as he fished into his pouch and pulled out a few coins.  He pushed away from the wall and Brea and tossed the coins.  Were Brea not so nimble, they may have hit the ground.  But she managed to catch them as they fell, clutching them to her breast as she caught them.  The man turned to stumble away and Brea realized that he must not have looked at what he tossed, as there were two silver pieces mixed in with the five copper.  She'd done far more for far less in the past.   But the sailor seemed unconcerned as he began to stumble away, trying to lace up his trews.