She literally treats these men as if they are the most important person in the world. She wears them down and leads them to believe that she cares whe... in all actuality she hates them. That is what the game is about. Not sex but winning someone’s trust. The sex is the easy part what is hard is listening to some freak get off while smelling her used panties or better yet the hard part is hold a straight face when all you want to do is barf. Two hours and about four hundred dollars later Chayne. She's so unafraid to love, even after all she's lost and and all she's gone through. Or rather, she may have fears about someday losing you or me or Jake, but she doesn't let that slow her down. She lives what she feels. Which made me realize that if running away from domestic bliss couldn't protect me from the fear of loss, then I should just go and love anyway, like Saralinda does. And if I can fear loss when I'm not 'settled down', then there's no point in running either; of not considering. I closed my eyes, holding back the tears that rolled down my cheeks and thought, ‘What would make him go over the edge?’ When the thought hit me like a bomb. I pulled away my hand that was so eagerly attending to my moist muffin and clumsily tried to jam it under him. Taking the hint he lifted higher into me and let my hand under his ass. My pussy juices gave me enough lube to play and tickle his tight asshole. This tactic definitely worked as he pounded my mouth even harder and faster. I. Like a drink" I blabbered The glasses clinked together noisily in my shaking hands "Hi" she said quietly "I was wondering if you'd want to join us... ordid you just want to watch?" she said "Er... whatever you're comfortable with.. w.. would be f fine" Iblubbered "Come here" she cooed I took a step closer With her spare hand she reached and pulled the tie on my robe. Itopened, and with a shiver it fell to the floor. I was standing there wearing only black stockings and suspenders and high.