My ass is amazingly receptive and I can do some pretty neat things with it. I fucking love having it ****d and gaped. I'm not interested in having my ...ick played with, it must remain limp, my mouth and asshole is what it's all about while made up as a fuckslut. As I said, I need new clothes, a wig, make-up, etc. Even though I am supreme dictator of the world it is regretful indeed that I am unable to finance my secret obsession! I do however with great pride that I am always completely. I had never dated a girl that was so stacked in my life. I had rarely dated, but that was another topic. Don’t screw this up, I thought to myself. ‘I’m so glad I bumped into you today, and to think, it was all because I forgot to stock the peas this morning.’ We both laughed. ‘So, what do you do?’ ‘I work at a call center. Oddly enough, I don’t make any calls, I’m more of a processing department. You’ll never hear a phone call from me asking you to buy something.’ She had a very sexy look in. You can bring her along”. I hesitated and then “ok, send me the details and I will talk to Sue”. He hung up and moments later I got an SMS with the date and the address. I told Sue about what was said and she was intrigued. “So this is one of your lovers” she said chuckling. “Yes babe and he said you could come too” I said “and he said something about paying us”. She smiled “well my sexy whore, do you want to go because I do”. It appeared to be a done deal.I sent back an SMS telling Alfred that. I could feel his cum shooting deep into me, knowing it was filling my womb. He suddenly released me and I collapsed forward onto my stomach. Gasping and thrilled by the sensations in my body, I reached a hand out and Peter was not there. I rolled onto my side seeking him out just in time to see him fall off the bed. Quickly I crawled and looked over the side of the bed. Peter was sprawled on his back on the floor. Our eyes met and I burst open laughing. Rolling onto my side I simply could not.