What was I thinking?!? I couldn't do anything like that with these women.No matter how pretty and sexy they are, you don't dip your pen in company ink...At least, that's what I'd heard numerous times from friends.Still ... they were so very attractive.I had to break the hug before the blood I could feel flowing to my groin made things obvious that I wasn't thinking about a punch machine.Natasha and Cecilia got right back into business mode and started helping me out with the assembly of the. Tomorrow you will please two clients. You will not have your hymen to thrill the men or excuse your ignorance, so you must improve your techniques whore.”His words made me painfully aware of the reality of my situation. I was indeed a whore. I would receive Aca wine again tomorrow and become a wanton slut in need of vigorous fucking by a hard cock. This would be my life. Turned into a slut by Aca wine, serving a man until he ejaculated inside me, release from my chemical compulsion from the. She unlocked and we went through it. She closed and locked the gate and told me this is her backyard. I saw a small cottage and a larger house. I also noticed the privacy fence was pretty high and there were not a lot of other houses close by. We went to her deck and she took off her dress. I saw that her bra was without the front panel that covers the nipples. It was a nursing bra with the flap removed. She left her bra on and offered her tits to me. I dove right into her huge chest and. "There it is, Bil-ly! You've never looked at a pussy before, have you?" Billy shook his head and gazed excitedly at his mother's cunt. Her puffy, lust-swollen cunt lips were fringed with fleecy, light-brown hair, which rose from between her legs to cover her lower belly in a generous triangle of pussy-fur. Billy could smell his mother'swet pussy, and the tantalizing aroma of hot, horny cunt made the boy's erect prick throb even more powerfully. He lowered his bead be-tween her legs and sniffed.