His balls were huge, hairy and bloated. She smelled them. They smelled exciting. She hefted them in her palm. They were heavy. Wonderingly, she nuzzle... her face between her father's legs, under his nuts. She inhaled repeatedly, her cunt juicing in excitement as the heady smell filled her senses. Automatically, her tongue snaked out and she licked just behind his balls. The wonderful, sensuous taste washed into her mouth.Her father gently held the back of her head. When she had finished licking. I don't know what will come and be of me in life. It is either I kill—or I get killed. I was only seventeen years old when I first became a prostitute. An underage, you might think right yeah, and I really was immature and babyish then. Being a streetwalker during night is not something I foresaw myself doing and pulling off zealously and laboriously in my forthcoming days; it is something that befall and hit me—suddenly, abruptly, and all out of nowhere.The night before she made it clear as. Eyes locked, not a word spoken throughout the song. As the song ended, Dave leaned in for a kiss. With eyes closed, he moved and brushed his lips against hers tenderly. For a moment, they both just stood, held in the soft embrace. Neither one moved, both afraid of what would happen once the kiss was broken. Dave slowly pulled himself away, opening his eyes and staring back into Sarah’s deep glare. She licked her lips slowly, savouring the taste of his lips. Dave glanced down to her lips, and. They figured they were the bottom of the heap, diseased, or something like that, but they wanted nothing to do with them. At least most of them thought that way. The rest treated the freezing girls like meat, shoving their cocks into their warm mouths, grabbing their hair and fucking until they climaxed, forcing the girl to swallow or choke. The worst ones would beat the hapless girl if they didn’t swallow their foul load and then rob them. Holly wanted no part of that. ‘Don’t want no whores.