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When he finally popped out, I adjusted the thong and turned around. The condom was full. I slid it off, tied a knot, slid it into strip my purse wrapped in a kleenex and helped him zip up. I bought a burner phone and the next time he came in I gave him my number. tits "Let me know if you, you know, want to get together somewhere else." A couple weeks later there was a text; his wife was away and could I come over. I dressed real sexy but wore a long overcoat so I wouldn't be too obvious as I walked into his apartment building and up the stairs. A couple feet inside the door we started kissing passionately - we'd never really kissed at the club - and simultaneously undressed each other, leaving a pile of clothes right there. He had his hand in my pussy and I was rubbing his cock as our four-legged monster waddled over to the sofa. He pushed me down on the seat and knelt. "I want to eat you." I wasn't sure that was a good idea but i let him, and soon my orgasm came. I was getting crazy, i know, but I muttered, "You can fuck me bare this time," and he did! I'd swear a whole lot more came out of him than in that condom, because when I traded places with him and knelt to give him a restoration BJ, a big glob ran down my leg. We fucked 3 times before I went home - the last time I needed help from KY - and he handed me $300 without my even having set a price. We continued meeting in more private locations, and I will say, he knew how to please a girl. He always made sure I came. Eventually, I admitted to myself that I was a whore, though I still considered this relationship more personal. The other big spenders were not personal at all, just business and always with condoms. And I guess that's why I stopped working at the club after a year; it was harder and harder to respect myself. I kept seeing Pete for a amateur few more months but wouldn't accept money anymore. It all ended when I needed to transfer to a state school for money reasons. That was a good thing cause I met my future husband there, big and there were things he didn't need to know about me. The Conference – Part 2 My alarm went off at 6:30 as it had the day before and I put on my robe and headed downstairs to see what the morning had in store. I went into the kitchen to find the coffee already brewed and the bagels on the dining room table, pussy but there was no sign of either Jeff or Tom. I poured my coffee, grabbed a bagel and went to sit in the living area to read the local newspaper that had been left out. I opened the entertainment section but was having trouble concentrating on anything but the events of the previous night. I had slept naked and had only thrown on the robe, titillating myself in the hopes of a repeat of the previous morning. I was getting pretty worked up when, after a few minutes, I heard someone coming down the stairs. It was Jeff and he was dressed in his SWAT uniform again. My pussy tingled at the sight. “Good morning,” he said as he sat next to me on the couch. “Good morning officer,” I cooed, “more SWAT drills today.” “Yeah, last day. Next week it’s back to my regular beat.” He paused, and then said sheepishly “Are you OK with everything that happened last night?” “Jeff,” I said with a smiled “I’m fine with it, trust me.” “OK,” he continued on “it’s just that I’m a cop and I run this business and…” The figure was nondescript. Doris began to move her hand, hidden by the material, but quite obviously she was doing what she was told. It’s because I have shown her the horror that awaits her if she disobeys. It had never come on me in such a rush. “Will you marry me?” I said. “I know there’s stories of couples that are obviously one-sided, but they stick together for the sentiment or because one person can’t function without the other. 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Savannah quickly took off her bra and pressed her round fake breasts in my face, rubbing a nipple across my lips. The lack of control tits and submission to her master drove her to another huge orgasm, she felt her pussy juices from hard from it, half squirting her master as he violently plugged her ass. As Ava charged us forward, I gathered my evocation spirits. “Patanjali Alovera Gel… …Zytee… The creature studied her, his face wet with her ejaculation. At least a partial payment.” I knew that I loosely fit the definition of a man. The only thing that barely categorizes me as a man is my gender. Ooh, yes, yes, yes, honey! strip Karen came alive, leaning over and kissing Lara again, not caring that Lara's mouth had just been in her pussy. The beer fell and foamed everywhere.