Finally as my heart slows I roll off. My soft cock slides out of her sodden cunt and she sigh.“There’s money in my wallet. Take as much as you w...nt and fuck off!” I say.I watch as she dresses and grabs a handful of notes out of my wallet.“Bye then.” She says as she walks out of my hotel room and into the lift.Wednesday Trish is at the counter of the caf?gain. I wait in the car until I see her walk out and pull across the road alongside her. “Get in!” I order and without hesitation she. The smell was intoxicating, it smelt so manly and good. The veins that scattered throughout the cock were pulsing, the balls of this man must've been bigger than peaches, the way they drooped there casually, asking to be sucked licked and played with.I swallowed my drool and slowly reached out to touch it, I wrapped my hand around the base, barely able to touch my fingers together. "Yeah that's what I thought" the man barked "stroke that cock, you're gonna suck it like a good bitch" His. So, I was searching for having sex with someone.Luckily, I met with a matured girl who was married. Her husband was not able to give her satisfaction for sex. So she used to pass time with me. I most often visited her house when her husband was in job. We sat together and talked. In the middle of the talk she kissed my lip. It forced me to touch her body parts. One day I touched her naval and she enjoyed that. Then on a night the electricity was gone. I was then sitting beside her. We were. Flora executes, on our wishes, an 'Intimate Inspection' of subby Sanne's private parts.Flora checks on our request not only how wet her tight twat got, but also her virginity!Flora insists on taking a picture as proof, and forward it to me. I advise against that.Flora shoots Sanne: legs spread wide, with cute cunny open, B-boobies in the back. Flora forwards the photo to me. First step to make Sanne indeed my slutty sex-sub.Flora's photo, a cunning close-up, serves for the time being as my sexy.