She loathes it. She detests her clients. She despises the work she has to do. And she hates not being allowed to leave." I can't say that surprises me... What surprises me more is that she opted for it. She could have gone to prison. I had wondered whether it was because she liked sex so much and she thought she'd enjoy having more of it. Why did she choose the Brothel?" It was either that or prison. And she heard that prison was very unpleasant." So having sex with strange men every day is. The muscles of her asshole slowly gave way under the pressure of his pulsing cock-head. And then her father's cock shot into her asshole, filling the teenager with raw, unbridled excitement and pleasure."Ahhhhhhh, yessss," she hissed, her body trembling. "Oh, my God, Daddy! That feels soooo hot!"She clamped her ass-muscles down tightly, trapping the man's prick within her vise-like asshole. She gripped and held firmly every thick inch of his throbbing prick.His daughter's ass held Mark's cock. After some more weights were added to my balls a curling iron was attached to my cock and I was tortured for and hour or so having the curling iron heated up and then cooled down about 12 or 15 times.Now the used condom was to come into play. She brought it over and said We my wat to use this over again so we need you to clean it up for us." Then holding it up to my mouth she said, "I hope your going to do this willingly and we don't have to hurt you anymore." What could I do I opened my. She shivered feeling his lips trail along the back of her shoulder, up the back of her neck, and across to the other. The kisses moving up her neck to her ear. She bit her lip but stayed still. ‘I’m going to undress you slowly Princess understand?’ his breath warm against her ear. She nodded her understanding and moved her arms to slip the shirt off. The kisses and teasing continued, Theresa was never allowed to turn her head and look at him. Kisses traveled just a little bit lower whenever a.