I'm Olivia, and I'm 18-years-old, and a young street whore."I asked her:"So, how many men have you been with?"She said:"Counting today, forty-nine men...have fucked me."I asked:"What happened?"She said:"I was just raped and tossed aside like an old shoe earlier, so, my sister and I ran and found you guys. That was not the kind of life that I want my sister to have."Just then, I held her tightly and said:"It's going to be all right, you are safe here, now, let me set up my camera."Then, I set-up. Then i put my hand under her top and started pressing her breasts. I unhooked her bra , and felt her soft boobs. I asked her to remove her top, she didn’t say anything but moved her arms up and i removed her top. Then i started sucking her nipples . She started mourning….In the mean time i also came on top of her and started moving my dick over her private part.Slowly i moved my hands on her legs and started moving it in upward direction. I touched her thighs, started pressing them. Then i. All the while he moaned and begged for more. Really wanting to hear him scream, I first struck at his nipples, but that only caused his moans to raise slightly in volume. I needed more! So with an upward slap, I dragged the crop up his balls, loving the high pitch yelp he gave as his body shuttered and his cock oozed. My free hand came up to cup and massage his tender flesh through his satin panties before I laid another mark on his balls. His yelp had gone up an octave and his eyes pleaded. Normally I’d walk around the store a bit to scope the guys buy pretending to check out what movies I might wanna’ buy, but I entered of the booths immediately. As well all know, the booths contain windows with about 2 inches of raised space at the bottom. I put a few singles into the video booth so I wouldn’t receive the typical banging on the door accompanied by ‘you must put money in!’ (in a middle eastern accent). After a few seconds of putting the money in, a long, black dick slid through.