Then you reached between your legs and grabbed it by the head. "You didn't cum yet baby. I want you to cum in me." you purred as you turned to nibble ...n my ear. You slowly stroked me as you smeared your juices on your starfish. Then you adjusted yourself so that my cock pressed against your bunghole and you slid down on top of it as you gasped loudly. "Baby, I'm new at this, so be gentle...and rough...if you know what I mean." you moaned as you began to slowly piston up and down. Then you. I continued mulling over my life and convinced myself, what was not true, was. I was a bitch, whore, worthless, good only for sexing and believed it.I'm no different than the Asian bar girls dancing naked on a stage, selected by number. My stage is different but like them, I'm called by a number, my phone number. No, they dance for survival, facing the horror of what they must do to survive. Me, I dance because I want on the stage. That's who I am, a dancing whore on the meat market. Wegot word that my grandfather was in very poor health, and Mom wanted togo see him right away. Since it was early in the week, Dad couldn't getoff work, and my brother and sister and I were in school, but Mom didn'twant to travel alone, so she asked me, the oldest c***d still at home, togo along with her on this overnight visit. Grandpa lived so far back inthe country on a very rough mountain road, barely passable for regularcars. Well, to get to the heart of the story, that night we. I slowly opened her dress and given a warm kiss on her pussy. She was enjoying the feel my tongue over her vagina.I started to give more pressure on it and continued to eat her pussy for the next 20 minutes. All of a sudden, a load juice came on my face, which she was holding for a long time. She was pushing my head inside her pussy with good expression. I continued to serve as an I am a slave to her. Then I was tired, and I told I will take rest for 10 minutes.During this time, she started.