And few could satisfy a man quite as well as Susan could. It wasn’t that Susan actually enjoyed it very much. If she thought deeply about the paunch..., pot-bellied, saggy-arsed, drooling men who’d fucked her, she’d be frigid. Like women of an earlier century who didn’t believe in sexual pleasure for themselves, Susan was expert in making the men who fucked her believe that she’d truly enjoyed every thrust, that she savoured the taste of their semen and that she quite enjoyed being fucked up the. “I took your advice and told my parents I didn’t want to go back to school. We fought. I couldn’t handle it, so I left and just started walking.”“Were you looking for Claire? I just drove her to the airport. She’s already gone.”“I know. I sent her a text earlier today wishing her luck in school. I didn’t tell her I wasn’t going back.”“Okay.”“Yeah. I wanted to see you.”“Really? How come?“I had nowhere else to go.”“I see.”Man, this is rough. Poor girl. I feel for her, I really do.“Have you been. That's because of how we act." No!" Joy said. "It's because of how guys like tonight act." We all get painted with the same brush," Andy said with a shrug.Joy looked at the trio of guys for a moment. Then she stood and pushed her dress down until it pooled at her feet. She stood nude except for her high heels in front of them for a moment and then turned around to display her backside. She bent at the waist to stick her butt out briefly before sitting down on a vacant chair."I'm perfectly safe. His hands got busy undressing me and I stood in complete nudity before him and he was cupping my large tits like a beast. He was rough and indifferent to my pain.” dont be so rough with me, be gentle and loving to me, i dont like to be treated so roughly, my dear” i explaimed. But all i got was a powerful slap on my face. he pulled my hair and spoke visciously, looking into my eyes,” listen to me you bitch, you do as you are told, you dirty little slut. you are just my fuck toy to be used and.