Joy was taking all of his cock. With each thrust, she could feel his rock hard member throbbing in her mouth. “Oh shit!” the pimp said under his l...p. “Get on the bed bitch, I can’t wait anymore!” as the pimp said this, Joy put herself on the bed and her body on display for her pimp. The pimp stuck his wet dick in her pussy. “Oh fuck baby!” he said as he felt a huge wave of pleasure surged through him. Joy was in the moment again. She was moaning with each thrust her pimp made. The pimp would. Drive out of the basement carpark and head to Whangarei hoping this opportunity will be a new beginning.After the 90 minute drive I arrive in Whangarei , follow the directions I received by text I find the massage parlour staff entrance. I knock on the door and am greeted by the owner who looks me up and down.Hello Janet I'm Samantha. Dressed in high quality bright red motorbike leathers her jet black hair and lack of make up Samantha's broad shoulders lean athletic body her tall stature is. There's really not much to do. Maybe a few dishes, some dusting and some laundry." John said looking to her firm ass covered by a pair of skintight jeans. Her wonderful ass was well rounded and very firm with a deep seductive crevice.Misty again saw him looking at her; she was getting more turned on by each passing second. He wasn't a bad looking man, he just needed a shave, and haircut, with that he would turn on any young college girl in heat. Mostly, a poor college girl that had never been. I’d imagined it would be a much sort-after appointment, so was mildly surprised to find myself waiting alone in the cavernous reception lobby. Well-heeled (mostly male) guests drifted in and out, many carrying expensive overnight luggage.My reverie - imagining what I’d be willing to do for some of these guys for a generous ‘gratuity’ – was rudely interrupted. “Mrs Metcalf? Mr Giuliani will see you now,” announced a cute Latino page-boy I’d happily have taken home to pleasure me. “Please step.