‘My girlfriends wondered why I wanted to pay for sex… oh boy yes, but this answers their question.’ She reached into the footwell as I undid her...blouse buttons and pulled down her bra cups, then pulled out a camcorder. ‘Mind if I film the evidence?’ ‘Go for it,’ I replied, and began sucking on her breasts, pretending they were Sam’s. I got five grand for her, twenty grand for the old lady who arrived 30 minutes later, fifteen hundred for a guy who wanted to suck my dick inbetween, thirty grand. " He turned to leave and I couldn't help a parting shot."Well, thank you for your barely veiled threats and obscure pseudo-prophecy," I remarked. "Please, feel free to keep them to yourself from now on. Oh, and I hope the door hits you on the way out."He'd taken a few steps towards the door but, at my remarks, came striding back angrily. "You are a half-breed mongrel cur," he snarled, "good for nothing but use as a whore or the lowest slave. I will show you your place." He pulled his hand back. She squeezed her hands together and her cleavage deepened as she moved her hands in slow circles, rubbing the insides of her breasts against each other. Then she cupped herself gently, lifting them away from her body. I touched my own nipples, feeling the hair on my chest rasp against my fingers and watched her. Her teats were the darkest rose colour, set in narrow areolas of a slightly paler shade. My cock was stabbing at the fabric of my pants, but I didn’t move. There was a dreamlike quality. He opened his mouth and let a hot rush of breath wash over her fresh mound.“Ohhhh, wow, Daddy,” she cooed.He peeled her lips open with his fingers and slowly dragged the flat of his tongue up her open slit. Then he planted a hard, wet kiss over her lips. Her sighs grew deeper as his tongue slid upward over her slit and he let the tip dip into the mouth of her sheath. She flushed harder and left cream on the tip of his tongue. He briefly sucked the bud of her clit and looked up. Her small yet.