After dialing an 0891 number from anadvertisement entitled “Hear Me Moan” the caller wasplayed a tape of a woman nagging her husband forfailing to...do jobs around the house. Consumer Watchdogsin Dorset refused to look into the complaint, saying,“He got what he deserved.”___ From The Daily Telegraph in a piece headed“Brussels Pays 200,000 Pounds to Save Prostitutes”: ___“ ... the money will not be going directly intothe prostitutes’ pocket, but will be used to encouragethem to lead a better life.. I turn to see M, leaning over the waist high white railing of a patio, waving at me to come over. I walk over and say “Hi.” “Hi! You have to join us for a drink,” M blurts out. I look at her for a moment. Her hair is shimmering in the sunlight. A few strands of her hair have come free and dangle around cheek, swaying lazily in the warm breeze. Her skin glimmering in the sun, she had removed her sweater and rolled up the sleeves of her shirt. She looks sexy standing there in the sunlight. Her. In another hand I massaged her waist. We were kissing each other and she was creasing my hair with both her hands. I played like that for some time.We removed our cloths and I caught one of her boobs and put another in my mouth. I circled my mouth around her nipples. She held my cock in her hand and played over the tip with her fingers. The cool air was touching our naked body and it was making us more excited. I sat supporting my back to the tree. She sucked my cock like a lollypop. I took. Patiently kneading his fingers into the flesh of her upper thighs, he went back and forth between each of her nipples…kissing, licking, sucking hungrily at each one in turn. “Mina, why don’t you ever call me by my name?” he asked, pulling up for a momentary breath. When she didn’t reply, he slipped his hand over her wet slit and went back to the nipple he was sucking with a low growl. “Oh my god, Mister, god…” She reached for his cock while his fingers explored her slit. She gripped his.