I tried to talk to her about this, and cool the situation (though admittedly, I was thoroughly enjoying it), but she simply informed me that she liked...sex…a lot…and if she couldn’t get it at home, she would have to get it elsewhere, so I was stuck, so to speak. Don’t get me wrong…I wanted her as much as she wanted me, and would occasionally start the action. One of my favorite times was when I would come into the kitchen in the morning, and Chelsea would have on nothing but a little tee shirt. There was a general murmuring of agreement interspersed with specificrequests to be first at her. Melody was unceremoniously hauled to her feet and before she could resisther tee shirt was over her head and her skirt lay in a heap on the ground. "Look at the state of the tramp, I've never seen a shaved cunt likethat, in the flesh so to speak!" Exclaimed Karen "We'll make herdance to a different tune tonight." With that a blind fold was wrapped around her eyes and her hands were. . But only if you want me to?....... It is your show honey?" I knew she would. I'm sure she would do anything I asked of her, but this was a bit too extreme for me, and I declined her offer on this occasion. I'm sure though that some people would use Tina's services for just exactly that...... Seeing how far or how low they could make her go. I'm not too sure about her limits of depravity, but I know she used to advertise herself as the 'girl who doesn't say no'.My cock was now absolutely. She couldn’t be serious. The more I looked at her the more I realized she was serious. She was a twenty something girl working in a dive of a motel. Jobs weren’t that hard to come by. She wouldn’t work here if she had any other choices unless there was some kind of side perk she was enjoying. That’s when I noticed her maid uniform swayed away from professional and into the adult realm. I felt sick as I looked at her. She was actually trying to dress sexy. She didn’t just fuck people randomly;.