Back at the brothell, there was indeed a purpose in mind. That of getting off. Multiple times, in succession.<br/><br/>"Such a beautiful little slut;" he mused in reply. "here I've already paid my fare and you're<em>begging</em>for cock!" Confident that her body accepted and approved of his meat stick, he began a slow, rythmic pump while guiding her body by the ass in time with his thrusts. The feel of her tight sheath clamping down on his member was not lost to him, every other or third stroke freeing a soft groan within him.