His thrust only seemed to be urged on ever the more furiously as I fought with him. His lips seared my skin and his teeth sank into my shoulders. Soon...I felt his hand slip off of my mouth and grab my breast, harshly squeezing it. Then I let a moan slip from my lips in between my sobbing cries almost silent in the background of his huffing. He whispered into my ear as he stabbed me even more violently:"You like it, slutty whore? You've been aching for my hard dick…”Then I let out a cry, almost. Now it was time for the show I told the women the cue word that would have them wide awake so they could walk on to the stage a take a seat, which they did, the doors were opened to the customers and as they came in taking seats some up close to the stage and surrounding tables.I took the mic and told the crowd who I was and what I was there for the people cheered clapped and whistled I noticed before the house lights were dimmed down there was quite a few women in the audience some with guys. Maybe diagnostics medicine..." he trailed off."Oh my gosh, like Doctor House?!" Brittany responded excitedly. "That would be such a fun job!" Justin agreed, saying that the show was, indeed, his inspiration as it seemed there was never a dull day. They chatted for a bit about that, before Brittany dove into the final question, "Alright then! Third question..... Oh, so are you two together?" Brittany inquired. Shelby smiled as she looked at Justin to answer the question that was asked all too. At one point she was on her knees, down by my hip, playing with my hard prick. She stared at it as she slid her hand up and down and then her hand stopped in the down position. She just held that position and I lifted my head to look at her. She looked up at me and had what I could only call a wary look in her eye.“Monique talked to me the other day,” she said.“Okay.” I said.“She wanted to know why it was taking so long for us to ... you know.”“Don’t worry about it. We’ll get there when the.