Making me feel like a worthless piece. Why do I want nothing more than to be yours? My body aching, just wanting to feel your love. My teeth stay sma...hed into my lip, trying to stay quiet, so as to not make you mad, just wanting to please you, day in and day out, but getting nothing in return. Your hand on my head, my eyes shooting their glance to you while soft purrs fill my throat, eyes glancing between lips and eyes, making me blush and bite my lip in embarrassment. Why can't I be myself. Are you okay?” Kelly was surprised at the apparent concern in his voice. She had expected him to end the call quickly. After all, they didn’t really know each other. She was just a hired escort and rich men like him didn’t normally involve themselves in the problems of girls like her. As much as she was touched by the gesture though, she wasn’t about to lay all of her problems at his feet. “Yeah, I’m okay. I am sorry about tonight, but I just don’t feel I can provide the level of service you. She quickly minced over to her dresser where she could put the huge tail-plug down. Reaching back, she unzipped the skirt and let it fall to thefloor. Under the skirt, she was a mess of fluids. She quickly grabbedher PVC ballet wedge heeled shower shoes and her usual steel butt plug,then minced carefully into the bathroom.She relished in the unconfined strides without her skirt. She still hadto take tiny careful steps to avoid slipping on the tiny platforms.Sitting on the toilet, she felt her. She was drenched and I immediately put my cock back in her mouth. She hungrily cleaned my cock, eating the remaining cum. I let her suck me sweetly for a bit and then began scooping large globs of cum off her face with the head of my cock and fed it to her. She gladly accepted it, the tawdry slut.When she was mostly cleaned of cum, I walked behind her and helped her up. She was saying how hot that was. I led her into the bathroom and over to the large walk in shower. I told her to get on her.