If you want it off you can take it off,” I said slowly and quietly.He looked from my face to his hands a few times. I tried to keep my face neutral ...s I wanted him to want to take my skirt off. I nodded my head to help him decide and he smiled at me, but still looked terrified.“I want to, I really do, but I-I don’t think I can,” he said with a shake to his voice.“The choice is yours, Jorden. I can only lead you. It’s up to you to take the step,” I said confidently.When I felt my skirt lowering. They weren't all like the first guy, most of the white guys had 6" dicks and a few were larger which made it more enjoyable for me. If a guy had a nice car I held out for the $50 and usually got it and one guy in a BMW gave me 100$ to let him fuck me. Having short shorts on and trying to get fucked in a car was a pain so I never wore them again, I wore short tight skirts or tiny pleated skirts, the guys seemed to go crazy over that lol.Some nights it took me longer to get my quota but some. Some men hunted. They hunted for sport, food, or to make their living. Chuck Walter didn’t hunt. He killed. Whenever a newcomer sat down at a bar stool, Chuck would reach into his pocket and produce a tuft of shaggy hair. “Say, partner d’ya know what this is? It’s the very tip of a buffalo’s tail. You know how I got it, friend? Do ya? Shot it right off the beast in full gallop. Then the next shot hit him right dead in the heart and he was beefed before he even hit the ground. Then the whole. Still, the odd hairless bitch was a good source of pleasure, and so he darted around the crawling girl, nipping at her flanks, and darting under to nip at her hanging nipples.“Oh, god Milo,.you have such a fucking long tongue!” she moaned, pressing back against the eager canine, parting her thighs a bit as she pressed backwards, opening up her sex to the probing tongue and snout of the large Husky. All thoughts of getting back inside and maybe taking a shower fled her mind as she gave herself.