The Asian bimbo had a sort of street flare to her. She showed up to Colin’s in torn up jeans that hugged her thighs and a cut up halter top drawing attention to the hefty Ds spilling out the bottom of her bra. Her long pigtails swished as she walked, the streaks of green and purple gleaming in the light of the street lamps.
“Hey Master, wanna show me my new crew?” She asked, kissing him right on the spot.
“Miko was it?” Shara asked, “What do you do?”
“This sexy stud.” She giggled as she grabbed Colin’s bulge.
“We all do him, she meant as your job.” Lucy said.
“Oh, looking for one.” Mike said, “For now I’ve got street cred to go on!”
“Street cred?” Sam asked.
“I do street art, you know alley murals, voice of the people!” Miko grinned.
“So... graffiti?” Sam asked, “You know you aren’t supposed to put your ‘art’ on people’s property.”
“Not property if nobody lives there.” Miko replies.
“Riiiiight.” Sam said with an eyeroll.
She showed them a skeletal monkey sprayed onto the side of the old motel.
“I must admit, zat looks rather ciche... would you consider working under more... professional conditions?” Marinette asked.
“Sure!” Miko smiles, turning to Colin and asking “What’s professional?”
‘Yep, she’s another Jamie alright.’ Sam thought as she shook her head.
She lived up to it as well, squealing and moaning loudly as a now strangely fit Colin porno railed her against the bed, shaking it as he pumped his throbbing rod up her ass.
‘Something’s gotten into him lately....’ Sam thought.