Because I sold myself as an old used slut there was no way back. Now I'm back in Ankara an lay all day near the pool. Only a few man fuck me. Not so m...ny. So I feel already netter. But I also liked to be ****d. So they asked me back in Dubai. I seemed to be a good whore.Your old bitch deedraa (feeling so abused)8:56 am, August 8 nigebluewould love to be abusing all your holes right now and making you feel so Used and Abused you would enjoy being My Dirty Fuck Slut Cunt Whore8:53 am, August 8. Can I call you ... Charles?” Ms. Roth asked me now.“Sure. To what do I owe the pleasure of your company, Ms. Roth? Or should I call you ‘Principal’ Roth now?” I smiled, feeling a bit disarmed by the former vice-principal who had saved my hide and put that asshole in jail where he belonged.“How about Samantha, Sammie, or just Sam? You won’t be one of my students much longer and I owe you ... big-time,” she told me with a very friendly smile.“You owe me? Are you sure that I don’t owe you. So i took the last horse back to the day yard and came back to see the vet but to little did i no that the vet had to get pick up and go down the road for a little while, so i came back and his assitante was just standing the waitin gfor him so we started talking and laughing, and then my dreams came true when she just said would you like to fuck me, and i said hell yes, and then she said you have been making me wet all afternoon by rubbing that cock of yours into my ass to now i want to taste. Daddy! she exclaimed, then she was running into my arms, sobbing. I helped her inside and got the story out of her. It was everything I had been afraid of. Almost. Trent, her date, had taken her to a cheap restaurant along with two other couples. Three senior boys each with a freshman date. They had stayed barely half an hour at the dance, not even long enough to get their picture made, then Trent was dragging her out, saying they had a party to go to. The party turned out to be his two.