..not surprising at a tender eighteen years.He started to smack and slap my arse cheeks at the same time. Stinging me. I had that unbearable yet desir...ble combination of pleasure and a hint of pain. Then he was buggering my arse. Deep and well, there is no other word for it, plain male nasty. I was caught in the need for it to continue while being aware, my little poop shooter was passing the limits of its design. A girl you’d think wouldn’t allow her arse to get battered and mugged, but the. .. then I'm all yours."She spun around, hoped up on the counter and opened her legs for me. "Sorry, maybe we shuld stop," I said awkwardly. "No, you finish what you started," Kay grumbled. "If she's going straight, she better know what she's getting into."This was some fucked up, but my cock was still totally solid. I drove it right back in. I wanted to cum, and she wanted my cum. I was driving my cock in and out of her pussy. I could feel it dripping around my cock. I looked over at my. These new girls said they envied Jenny. Though they were very lovely themselves, they reluctantly admitted Jenny was the best looking and most talented dancer there. One of them encouraged their new friend. "Seema, if you learn to dance well, you can make as much money as Jenny does. Dancing and good looks equal money in this joint. You are as pretty as any of us. All you have to do is dance well, and the men will be lining up to give you money for a little of your time." Seema smiled. She had. Based on this approach they wereable to get a number of nice things for John to wear. Among John'sfavorites was a pretty pink skirt, a cute light blue dress, a pale pinkblouse with some ruffles and lace and a really sexy skin tight silverytop. The last two purchases were shoes and a wig. The shoes they gotat a warehouse store where Diane helped John to surreptitiously try onthe girl's shoes until they found a nice pair of heels that fit him.The wig they bought at a wig shop just for the fun of.