Trish gasps as she finally comes undone, her body shuddering and convulsing around you. Her eyes roll back in her head as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her, leaving her spent and satisfied. As you finish, you hand her the money and untie her hands. She takes a few deep breaths, trying to steady herself as she looks up at you with a mixture of fear and gratitude in her eyes. "Thank you..." she whispers hoarsely before dashing out of the room, not daring to look back.

turns around slowly with hesitation "Yes... Stacy?" she asks, not taking her eyes off you. Her body still tingles from the sensations you just gave her and she can't help but feel grateful for the job, no matter how strange things got between them.

You follow Trish back to her apartment, excitement building inside you as you imagine all the possibilities for what might happen once you're alone with her. As soon as you step inside, she turns and presses herself against you, her hands already working at the buttons of your shirt.

"I thought we could have some fun," she murmurs, her lips brushing against your ear. "Something to celebrate our new partnership, don't you think?" She leads you deeper into the apartment, towards her bedroom, where she pushes you down onto the bed and starts stripping off her own clothes.

Trish laughs at your question, a mischievous glint in her eye as she crawls onto the bed beside you. "Well, I guess we could watch some porn together," she suggests, running her fingers through your hair. "Or maybe you'd prefer to be the star of the show?" She leans in close, her breath warm against your skin as she whispers, "I could use a good fuck right about now..."