I then arched my back and walked across the room one more time. "yes, now practice that so every one will see how nice your tits are on that small bod.... And let your ass sway as you walk. Make the men want you."She then tried two more sexy outfits on me and each one was more revealing than the last. I was to never wear underwear then she pinched my nipples to make them very noticable under the sheer outfits. It was then I found out she ran an escort service and all her employees dressed for the. I went to the front door intending only on glancing out the peep hole to see who it was. I nearly climaxed right there when I saw what was standing on the verandah.I couldn’t make out her face but she was dressed like something out of a porno movie. Breast jutting out, really tight jeans – a sheer red shirt that showed her perfect nipples straining against the fabric. Her long black hair fell over one eye. The eye that wasn’t hidden behind the wall of chestnut waves was staring right at the. I had to face the fact that I could never again be the person I once was. Never again would I have little downy hairs on my arms and legs which turned golden when they caught the light of a sunny afternoon; no public hair to shave or not to shave just as I wished and no hair on my head to cut or grow or style or colour or comb or even scratch. But, more than sadness, there was again the feeling of intimate violation, when I had to kneel on the operating table and spread my buttocks with my own. He held me in his arms and I put my legs around his hips to open myself more for him. “Oh fuck! You feel so damn good!“ He nearly shouted. He moved his cock so fast in me. Withdrawing then pushing in me. My hot, slick pussy engulfing his big cock. I could feel his cock throb and pulse so I knew he could not last much longer. I was rapidly climbing to my next orgasm. My pussy was so wet I could hear a sloshing sound every time he thrust in me. I could hear his balls slap against me every time he.