She was still a prostitute, and I was not na? enough to think that I was going to score with her for free. On the other hand, why didn’t she just te...l me to take her to her car, or somewhere else, get out and abandon her promise to “make it worth my while?” What was going on? Did she want to come in to the house to rob me there? As I was thinking all of this I glanced over and realized that with her legs slightly parted I could see that Shandra was not wearing underwear, and what her pussy was. I feel the nip of his fangs lightly graze against my skin. I want this man all over me, with me, in me, to be mine. The taste of his skin, the smell, the texture of his hair, the contours of his body, the bridge of his nose, and the deep rumbling in his chest, was everything I want. I want him more than I can ever admit, and I can’t think of a good reason why I do. All of a sudden, my pleasure spikes. How is he doing this? How can he have such control over my body? "Oh Max, it feels amazing,". Sliding her hand between her thighs, she rubbed lightly, feeling the soft hair and hot flesh as she stared at his cock. She pressed her palm against her pussy and mewled softly.She swung her exquisite legs over the side of the bed and stood up. Humming softly, she bathed and groomed herself. Wearing a light robe, she brewed coffee, leaning against the sink and still thinking of all that had happened to her in such a short time.She was on her second cup of coffee when her son came in, yawning. And so will the next guys. Are you going to continue to be a good slut? Do you want more strangers to fuck you?"- "Oh god, yes."- "Do you want to play with your pussy now?"- "Yes, please."I pulled out of her ass with a plop. She was confused for a moment until I turned her around and spread open her legs. I lined up and pushed my dick into her ass again. She grunted at being spread open and filled like before but did not scream. Her hand moved instantly between her legs to give me a nice show.