Well as I got upstairs, I heard my mom and sister talking, I was thinking great just fucking great, there goes my plans for the evening. As I got clos...r both their eyes lit up and smiled, so they started asking me what I was doing tonight, was I going anywhere or if I had anything planned. So I told them no not really, they both got this wild look and shit eating grins on their faces, and said to me "Good cause we're taking shopping for your halloween costume". And I'm thinking great I already. Your face lights up as if the occupant of the car is a long lost friend you’ve been waiting all night to get reacquainted with. This is your fifth night working the street. The first night was as different as if it’d happened a year ago. On that night, your smile was more like the face someone would make when they’d eaten a lemon, skin and all. It was truly scary and caused a few potential clients to accelerate away without even coming to a complete stop. Now you’d learned to control your. I kept my head upright and clasped my hands firmly behind myback so my breasts were thrust out. I liked the way my firm breasts strained atthe tight material. I really wanted to turn my master on and please him in anyway I could. ?Now,you pretty little slave slut, it?s time to fasten you to the Christmas tree.?He spoke the words in a cold voice and I soon became afraid. I was dressed afairy but I guessed I was soon going to be doing more than just showing off myfemale charms. I couldn?t see a. ” “One.” “Oh god.” Her pussy contracted around him just as he pulled out, denying her release. “No!” Tamara’s eyes flew open. She wrenched up and around, grabbing his forearm as he turned to leave. “Where do you think you’re you going?” Her breasts heaved with the feral tone of her voice. He grinned. “You’re going to beg me to take that prissy little ass of yours or I walk. What’s the matter, Tamara? Afraid of some cock? You’re a little fucking whore who cares nothing for anyone else but.