"Well pretty girl you have come to the right place to learn about sex. That's all we do here and you can make a lot of money right here in this room a...ytime you like." I kin?" she responded eagerly as she was wanting money like all the other sluts who passed through this room.Frank nodded and smiled at her "You sure can and it's very easy. All you have to do is lay there on the bed and do what we tell you while we video record it." How much money does I gets?"The man sensed he had a hot one on. Even though I was still a foot taller than my bride(husband?) and mostly male, I felt completely vulnerable. She nowpossessed equipment that she could drive deep inside of me. I wasterrified. And oddly aroused.We began to put our clothes back on to make the trek to the house whenClaire spoke up."Umm....I have a problem."I looked over and immediately knew what it was. She had pulled her thongon, but her new addition was sticking out the top while her scrotum hungout either side."Would you. It fell to mid-thighs, her bronzed legs and feet bare. Her hair was tied at the nape of her neck and still damp from her shower, tendrils loose and framing her face.She gave me the eye and a frown. “Dinner.”I smiled back at her. “I have to shower first.”“Dinner,” she insisted. “Or I won’t kiss you anymore.”With a laugh, I shrugged and headed to my bedroom, yelling back at her, “Life’s a beach.”Hopping and shucking my swimming trunks while heading to the bathroom, Rory made me jump.“Your ass is. She stepped from the ring of clothing, bending to retrieve them and folding them before hanging them on the bed end. She was now wearing a pair of dark blue workaday knickers which with the pink bra left her covered as she would have been in a swimsuit. The knickers held her smooth and taught, her wide hips speaking of her good c***d-bearing qualities, the full belly just lapping over the waistband, and the odd pubic hair peeping under the leg-bands. Her stocking-less legs thick and solid, with.