He now was rubbing my hairless pussy and shove inside my pussy. I cried aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh. He was afraid and immediately closed my mouth by his l...ps on my lips. He put one of my hands under his body and with one hand he caught the other one. He started sucking my lips and shoved another hand into my pussy.My breath was running heavily and my body had become hot. He put three fingers inside my pussy and made to and fro motions. I was flying in the heavens of sky. Just then my body ached and. They knew the stories, even if some of the people didn’t really believe them, it didn’t make them untrue. Bjarke took a bottle from the sack he had been carrying, and offered it to me. I don’t usually drink but right then, I appreciated the taste of the liquid that warmed my throat on its way down to my stomach. Both the men took healthy swigs after me.“You weren’t alone back then, were you?”“No, I was assisting some Guardians.”Bjarke just shook his head.“You’d better not do anything that. I still love you and I want to work things out, believe me. But I am going to need some time to process what you have told me and figure out how I can accept your being a "working girl"."See, I can't even call you a whore anymore! I don't know what I'm going to do. My head is buzzing and I need to sort things out. So I am going to go ... for now. But I will be in touch again when I have a plan of what I'm going to do," he said."Can I at least know where you are at or call you or something to. I figured I could spare five minutes to check out the place. When I went in there was a latina hostess in an enclosed foyer and a sign -- $10 entry, $20 per hour to the house for the ladies' time and a tip of at least that much for the lady. The music from behind the closed door sounded okay, so I handed her a ten and she opened the door.Inside on one side was a pool table and some card tables, and a bar with football on the TV. A glitter ball spun slowly over a small parquet dance floor and.