Perhaps you weren't married and just looking for sex without any attachments. Maybe you went by yourself, maybe in a pair or even a group. Perhaps you...cared who she was, more probably you didn't. Did you look at her face while you thrust into her body, or did you take her from behind? - The reason I ask is that the prostitute could have been my wife or, if it were a few years ago, even my mother.Yes, that's right, my mother was a hooker most of her life. She worked in a whore house (or as we. Tears welled in my eyes, "It's just like ice cream..." I whispered. A powerful thrust ripped through my hymen and I screamed out in pain. His thick cock spreading my virgin walls wide with each exertion. "Please, please Conrad, you're hurting me!" I cried. My muscles ached and my arms turned to jelly as I relentlessly pressed against his hairy chest, trying my best to push him off me. He pushed forward with rhythm now. Each thrust hurt worse than the last. His arms wrapped around my back and. “I’ve never had a lesbian experience, before. It might be fun! Even though I’ve been in a threesome before, it was with two guys.” The tension in the air eased considerably, Rebecca, taking Karen’s face in her hands and saying softly, “You and I are going to have a VERY good time! And Grey will be hard as a rock before we’re through with him.” Laughing, she added. “Or, maybe not!” Then she kissed Karen on the mouth, gently. Karen responded. I watched, with interest, and a growing erection, as. We were a group of strangers on our way to the same party so everyone was bent on having fun. Clearly, the party had started early for some, as I could smell the odd whiff of alcohol.I had to work that morning, so I was traveling alone and would be meeting two friends, Mack and John at the station. They had planned to arrive earlier so that they were there from the beginning. That meant they’d have been partying for a couple of hours by the time I arrived, so I’d have to catch up quickly. We.