‘Let your hands fall to your sides.’ I did as I was told. After what seemed like an eternity, lying in front of him, completely exposed, I could s...nse him moving closer, hear him kneel on the floor in front of me. His big strong hands now resumed what mine had started, stroking my clit and gently sliding in and out of my pussy. I could feel my hips start to move in rhythm with his hands, and at that moment his tongue replaced his fingers. I had never felt anything like this, this was a man who. He needed to be able to sell me, possibly to the highest bidder, my contract wouldn’t last forever, there were other ways of making money, which the advisor had hinted at, besides modelling, he’d need to find others who would buy my body, my face in ways I hadn’t yet considered.“Well if you want to see more, of me, or Amy, you need to negotiate with Mark.” I said. I knew Amy would go along with whatever happened, especially if it involved cash. “Well Josh, you heard what Linda said, want to see. He is 17 and I have been sexually disciplining him for about a year and a half. I have always loved your stories, and when my wife left me, quite honestly, your writing was one of the few things that kept me from a total nervous breakdown. I have always been bi-sexual, and felt that I could not plunge into another relationship with a woman. the whole idea pained me too much. My son Josh was a real hellion at the time. Fifteen and wild as anything. Perhaps it was because of the fights my ex-wife. I dropped her back and my loneliness continued for next few days. Now the real story starts I got a reply on my personal id which stated – 32 year old Married female looking for decent male to spend some time in Pune. I will call the lady Anita (name changed) hereafter. My heart beats increased and suddenly my penis became all erect after reading this. I sent her one of my picture stating I’m not that good-looking but well mannered. We went on exchanging e-mails for the next 1 week. Our emails.