The doorbell chimed and Brad looked up from his book and smiled as he saw who it was and closed it. It had been a slow day in the s*x shop where he worked and a customer was always welcome, more so this one who had just entered.
“Hey, look who it is, my favorite Swede.”
“Hi Brad, how are you?”
He sighed and waved his arms around. “Busy, busy, as you can see.”
She laughed and hugged him, knowing that his c**k was already hard. He had asked her out a few times, but she always politely said no. He was nice enough, but she got what she needed from Jenny and Marie.
“So, what do you need? Anal beads, another double dong, maybe some hot underwear, p**n?”
She smiled at him. “No, I need that.” She pointed at what was hanging above the counter.
“Oh, I see, you naughty girl. Ha
