The walls of the bathroom were made of mirrors and I could see, if I angled myself right everything he was doing to me, while he was ‘inspecting my ...um’ I could see that he pushed first one then 2 then more fingers inside me, and each time it hurt for a moment then my senses went into over ride! Soon he started to rub something into my bum, and all over his cock, as he called it. He then sat down, and pulled me onto him, impaling me on that slippery spike that he called a cock. There was a. She had been flirting with me and the others for some time, riding out with a variety of young men every day and bringing them back red-faced and spavined, their tongues hanging out and their eyes glazed, shirts rumpled and belts undone. Now, I guessed, it was my turn, and I intended to make the most of it since this large woman was one of the nicest pieces I had laid eyes on for a long time.She was a quartermaster's doxy or wife, I was never sure which, and he was a drunk and a wastrel. She. None of the nurses liked him, but we all need to keep our jobs!When I stepped into his office, things proceeded as usual: He ordered me to disrobe, which I did immediately, and then, without being told, I lay down on the cot he officially had there for rest, but was actually used for ****. I had lain there many times before. I knew the drill. As he undressed, he seemed excited by the fact that my tits were fully swollen with nipples erect. This was actually because of the hard young male. Sonny had convinced me that I'd make more money and get better tips if I wore less clothing. I was to the point where I simply wore my underwear with a cover up. I'd noticed that a lot of the women were nude under their cover-ups. I would never do that. Sonny was constantly after me to do extras. He told me that I could double the amount of money I made by giving a nude massage and hinted that even more might be possible under the right circumstances. When I left the massage parlor every day, I.