"Jim, if I'm going to live here with you, I must do my part and take care of you and my household chores as well as you take care of me. I feel it is ...art of my obligation to you. I really appreciate your help in the shower this morning. I feel much better already. Now, sit down while I make breakfast!" We were soon enjoying a breakfast of bacon, eggs, buttered toast, and coffee.A little after noon, Jenny's soreness had eased to a dull ache. When I suggested we go to the mall again, she agreed.. “To be clear, I mean no disrespect in asking this, but I also crave the... comfort of a woman’s touch. Do you offer such services?”“This is not a brothel.” Rakil said flatly. “However.” He pauses again, “I will extend the offer to our ladies of your desires and propose appropriate compensation for them. If they agree, I will point them in your direction. If they do not, your money will be returned first thing in the morning.”“Fair enough.” You reply.Rakil continues, “Lena, you are already. I use them for my pleasure, but as they all have an orgasm once they are in my pussy, I need hundreds of them to pleasure me. Every single man wants to serve my pussy, and I exploit all of them. You are one of them. When I'm horny and you are the only one in my surrounding, I will put a strapon right there where your dick is and ride you till I come, while most of the times I do this you will get knocked out because of the pain, your cock and balls are giving you. But the more I do this, the. I could feel each throbbing beat of his heart in my pussy walls as he pressed deep in me and held his cock to me while I moaned and flowed my appreciation, begging him to fuck me, pleading for him to cum in me, to let me feel his hot nuts exploding inside my pussy. I was crying from the intense pleasure I felt as my walls were stretched painfully, crying from the wonderful feeling his cock imbued in my mind and body, the sensational release of all these months of needing and wanting to feel.