But it was, and I couldn't bring myself to tell him to stop.A second later it occurred to me that he might not stop if I told him too; he would contin...e to dominate me until he'd satisfied his every lust.An eerie thought crept into my consciousness then. I certainly wanted him to do things to me; normally unspeakable things. I had all but given him permission to do with me as he wanted. Oh ... oh ... I may be lost!I realized that he now had two fingers inside me, probing this way and that, and. While she laid on the bed like a fetus, her face covered in cum and mucus and starting to bruise, he had searched the room. He found her stash of cash and picked up what he had brought in the white envelope off the floor. “I don’t think that pussy was worth two-hundred dollars, but I’ll leave you something.”He had taken a dirty twenty-dollar bill with ancient creases and slapped it onto her forehead. The cum and spit had made it stick. Then, her degradation seemingly complete, he had found a. It was a reality that is impossible to create a pretense about to fool silly men into giving her a “big tip” for creative carnal relations.The perfection of her body was matched full measure by the beauty of her face. Sure, she had her cosmetics on with expert artistry but I could tell that she was one of those rare creatures that looked equally as delectable without any make-up at all.Suddenly she pushed me up and away and I thought she might have a cramp.When she put the pillow under her head. He grabbed my hair again; “Tell me, bitch, tell me you want to be well fucked!!”.“Please, fuck me, make me your slut”, I could barely say before engulfing his cock.As he looked at me, I stood up and lifted up my skirt, revealing my wet pussy lips. Laying back on the bed I begged him:”Fuck me, bastard, what are you waiting for?”I spread my legs as far as I could. Taking his cock in his hand he knelt on the bed and touched my pussy lips with his fingers. He was surprised at how wet I was as he.