My hooker girlfriends and I were waiting down an alleyway, one afternoon, waiting for potential customers. It was a really slow day and we were all kind of bummed until some hot looking French guy approached us. He said wanted a handjob but didnt have jack shit for cash. Can you believe it? The nerve of this guy, wanting service without having anything to offer. He was really cute, so we figured wed play with the situation a little. We made him get naked for us and began ordering him around. Although his body was good looking, we still taunted him about his untrimmed bush, telling him we could barely seehis cock and balls underneath all the hair he had growing down there. We continued humiliating him a little more before we decided to spit on his cock. The ladies and I made a game of it, trying to aim the best we could. Our fingers tugged at his member at the same time, playing and toying with it... waiting for it to get hard. As it grew in our hands, we flaunted our sexy bodies, wanting him to get as hard as he can. I guess he was shy because it was taking quite a bit of work to get him there.So Bonnie began exposing her tit, licking her nipple in front of him. He really liked that so she continued her provocative escapade. While she kept him busy, Sasha and I decided upon ourselves to take his jeans in order to swipe his ATM card but it turns out he didnt even have a wallet on him! What good are you? I asked. We thought of ways to get something out of giving him a hand job, so we made him dance around naked, forcing him into saying the most absurd things out loud. He was so hilarious the ladies and I couldnt stop laughing. The guy had enough, so we all agreed it was time to finish him off. We tweaked his nipples and fondled his dick. The guy laid down on a mattress. Giselle got up and started flashing her luscious ass at him, squeezing it and showing him her sweet pussy. He got really into it as he began bucking his hips at us while we milked his rock-hard cock.She bent over in front of him, moaning as we continued to hand stroke him. After some time, he groaned loudly and his cum spilled out. Wow... he said to which we replied: Maybe next time Ill bring some money! When you bring some money, well return your clothes! We laughed as we grabbed his attire and ran off with it.