”She stood up straight. “What the fuck, man? I’m offering you a fucking…,” she looked around to see if anyone was around, “…a fucking bl...wjob and you’re talking about your fucking report?”He sighed again and looked at the door, considering it.“This had better be quick,” he said.She grinned.He rolled up his sleeves. He began to unbuckle and unbutton his pants.Her eyes went from squinty and playful to wide and concerned when she saw the size of his cock.He gave his cock a few strokes to get it. We both went at it, and I in a twist of naughtiness, grabbed my top and yanked it up, until both my boobs sort of plopped out, and I adopted this ridiculous pose, of knees bent and open, one hand fingering myself like there was no tomorrow, whist gripping my top and holding it up over my tits as they 'Jiggled', as I rubbed myself.He was waving with both hands, and I stopped as I thought someone coming, but no, he was waving for me to come over, go into his house, and let him fuck me.Outrageous,. Had he done right by selling her to Joel went through his mind he knew he was hurting her bad, but she did agree to all this and she was a pain slut anyway. It was always his intention to turn her into a whore even before they married; but at times he even had to look away as he saw her face grimace with pain. But the fifty thousand pounds in his pocket and a percentage of the profits still to come seemed to clear his mind of any doubts.Joel finally stopped whipping Val's tits, "good whore," he. Justin had the same problem applying to theschool as Karen did joining the volleyball league. Justin found thesame solution, he called himself Karen while at the cooking class. Justin also thought it was particularly important to wear jewelry andmakeup when going out as Karen. Justin remembered when this firststarted that Karen could wear Justin's clothing and still be thought ofas a woman. He knew that the hair and makeup made up a big part of hismom's persona. With makeup properly applied.