But I still always want it. My husband Rock likes to describe his role in our lives like this: Imagine a zealous and perpetually horny but clueless an... incompetent pimp who falls in love with his one and only whore. He wants her always in whore mode and whores her out, but almost always forgets to charge for her services. He enjoys getting her properly used - fucked always and often, sometimes hard and roughly.What is my life like, day-to-day? Imagine me as a somewhat classy call girl. Graduate. I could feel the head of my dick run the course of her deep cunt. The folds and creases inside rubbed against the texture of my head until I could feel her inner and outer lips. Just as my cock was about to slide out of her pussy, she would thrust back down and drive my cock down to the deepest point of her juicy cave. After about ten minutes of fucking me, I could hold on no longer. With a loud moan, my dick jerked and thrust its liquid into Gigi's pussy. This didn't deter the frenzied girl at. Guljana had been taunted and spat on at school, and called 'the mule' by the other girls because of her lighter skin and blonde hair. Once, she tried rubbing dirt in her hair to make it darker - her grandfather had beaten her severely for her troubles."Guljana, tell me - please!" Alexa's voice was gentle.Guljana had never had a friend before and this girl was so nice to her! "She say we, err, you-me we ... loves!" Now this girl would hate her too! But she was smiling - Alexa was smiling at. She looked up and met his eyes, startled at his sudden approach and then immediately dropped her eyes in embarrassment. She reached out and put her tiny hand in his. Her hand was engulfed in his massive palm as she complied, ‘Jennifer.’ In that instant as their hands touched, she felt something, electricity or a tingling that traveled up her arm, giving her goosebumps. She lifted her eyes to their hands clasped and then raised them further to gaze into Mike’s warm brown eyes. She held his gaze.