I truly know what a whore feels like when she is doing her job. That's why it is so tough to stop being a whore. You still want to please all the stud... you can even if you're not a whore anymore. I imagine when whores leave the business and marry, they still want to have lots of cock. Their husbands get all the pleasure she used to give to lots of men. Although I wasn't in the business anymore, this one shot deal with a handsome stud was bringing back all the horny emotions I used to get with. We were open about it, and open of our bodies. She saw my asshole so stripped down and showed me hers. It was even tighter than mine, and her bare, pink, protruding pussy lips accentuated it, making it look even smaller. From then on, nudity and masturbation were normal around our room. We never closed the door to our bedroom, often watched porn together, masturbated together, and even just watched the other person play with them self. We were both straight, and agreed we didn't want to try. The sensations from just her pussy or her tits were overwhelming enough, but together she could barely form intelligible thoughts.After a few more minutes I was sliding almost all the way out and all the way back in each stroke, but more quickly like I was actually building a rhythm. It was about time too, as my cock was starting to ache from being rock-hard in a tight, wet tunnel for almost half an hour. I didn't want Cammi to pass out so although I kept my hands around her ribs by her breasts. Yours are on my buttocks, grinding me against your manhood. I laugh and slip from your grip, undo your belt, and push the robe from your shoulders so that I can caress you properly.I ease back within your strong arms, kiss your cheek, ear and neck, while drinking in your scent. I drag my lips further down to your small tight nipple. I first lick with the tip of my tongue, then suck, then nip with my teeth, gently at first, then harder as you groan deep within your throat and pull my head.