Frightened, I triedto master my fright by sheer force of will, and became ... rigid."Oh dear," Jessica said finally, when she found she couldn't pushm... through the door and onto the front steps. "You need to relaxmore." She went off and returned. "Here. This will surely doit!" She handed me a large white pill and a half-glass of water."What?" I asked half-incoherently."A special tranquilizer. Time delay, it'll help get you throughthe night. You'll worry a lot less and feel a lot more. “God your cock feels goooood.”“Oh fuck your tight,” I moaned, “You like that don’t you baby..”“Fuck yessss,” she wailed, ‘Moooore!”Thrusting further into her tight warm cunt, my lips moved to her neck, pecking her as she thrust her head back further. Pushing a few more inches into her, I grabbed ahold of her tightly once again, as I moved up off the couch with her in my arms, and cunt impaled by half of my cock. Moving my hands down under her as I slowly begin lifting her up and down the length. My cock was erect again and ready to rebel against my underwear and pant. By that time because of light sunshine, a bit of cold had disappeared making things comfortable. I decided to tease her and bite lightly on her shoulder above blouse. She giggled and moved her shoulder away from me.I brought her near and this time lowered her blouse from right shoulder and bites her again on her naked shoulder. “Avouch…..” was her sweet reaction. Then I munched on her right boob and had several bites over. "Well, I just ... why are you asking?" she said shyly and pulled up the neck of her tight black blouse. She seemed to be worried that the most of her breasts was exposed."I'm asking because you do not look like a prostitute." All right, I'm new to the job, actually ... I started last week."Why?" Big Boy asked and fixed his bloodshot eyes on her."Why what?" Why did you become a prostitute?" Oh, come on..." She was getting nervous. "I need money. Everyone have to make a living one way or another..