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stiff dick inside me right now!” Jizzy quickly explained, her eyes wide and eager.
     
    Staring at her leaning forward towards him, Rick stared down at her cleavage, and he felt his prick getting stiff in his pants. By far and away, Jizzy was about one of the hottest and best proportioned women he had ever had talk to him in his entire life, but still, something didn't seem quite right about all this.
     
    “So... So you are, or you are not, a prostitute?” Rick hesitantly asked.
     
    “Oh, no Master! But if you'd like me to be one, I will do whatever you ask, and even better, you won't even have to pay me! I will suck your dick, lick your balls, stick my tongue up your ass, and you can fuck me as long and as hard as you want. Oh, and I love anal sex, Master!” she excitedly purred, stepping closer to him.
     
    “You... love anal sex?” Rick repeated slowly, blinking his eyes and shaking his head, thinking she'd just disappear at any moment.
     
    “Oh, yes Master, and I have been so long without it! You can even do like my other Masters and pull my hair and slap me so hard on my bottom you leave hand-prints on my nice little butt,” Jizzy excitedly encouraged, turning around and showing him a marvelous ass bulging out of her little purple and gold bottom she wore.
     
    Right above her bubbly butt, Rick noted her two back dimples happily smiling back at him, and he not only felt horny by Jizzy's invitation and words, he could smell her up close now and she smelled of intoxicating spices of the orient. Everything about her whispered of sweaty, exhausting sex. Heaven knows he hadn't so much as touched a woman in over six months, and to have one right in his face and eager for hair-pulling, ass-slapping anal sex seemed almost too good to be true. In fact, that is exactly what Rick thought, and it reminded him of a phrase his father used to tell him over and over as a child.
     
    “Wait! Wait! Something's not right here! I mean, this all seems like... too good to be true, you know? If it is too good to be true, it probably is,” Rick retreated, repeating the cautious words his father had told him countless times as a child.
     
    “Aw! You're so sweet, Master! Just so you know, I am happy you found me too,” Jizzy explained, putting her slender hands over her heart and innocently tilting her head to the side.
     
    Looking up at the ceiling of his condo, Rick shook his head and mumbled to himself, “Wait till my friends hear about this.”
     
    “Oh, if I might offer a tiny suggestion, for a first-time master that is?” she cautiously began. “It may be a good suggestion, Master, that you do not tell your friends who or what exactly I am. I have found with other masters that when other people find out, they tend to want to kill my master and then I get new masters.”
     
    “Oh, that... sounds... dangerous. Like, you... you really... really are a genie?” Rick asked, nodding his head.
     
    “That is a general term. I am actually a djinn, but who is mincing words?”
     
    “And you were in that bottle?”
     
    “Yes!” she happily answered, nodding her head and her pony tail danced behind her.
     
    “And now... now, I am your... master?” Rick worked through it, raking his bottom lip with his front teeth and narrowing his eyes.
     
    “Exactly, Master! How exciting! Would you like me to lick your ass to start, or just go straight for the anal sex right now?!” Jizzy excitedly asked, stepping now to where she was right beside him.
     
    Looking into her beautiful face again, Rick could see her pretty blue eyes were eager, and her tiny pink tongue dashed over her lips in anticipation of his answer.
     
    “You know what? I think... I think something isn't right here. I think,” Rick cautiously began, putting his open palm over his forehead and feeling it for a fever. “I think I'm just going to lay down and, uh, go to sleep. I've, uh, had a long day, and I'm not sure... if I'm all right in the