"Come on, plug out...you know that water in the bath is a hazard..." As I spoke I leaned into the bath, grasping the chain and pulling the plug myself... but before I could finish my sentence, the ground beneath us shook again and the lights in the bathroom flickered. Caught off guard, the sudden upheaval plunged me forward, and instinctively I reached out. My grip closed on the wet flesh of James' wrist, but he was also reeling backwards. His free hand shot up, searching in vain for support.. He rubbed her pussy juices all over her hole and arse cheeks. Then he thrust his big cock deep into her arsehole. At first it hurt Sharon, but soon the pain turned to intense pleasure and Tits began to moan. She began forcing her arse back onto Jim's big cock in direct oppostion to his rough thrusts. Tits hadnt noticed that Clint had now moved down her body and he skilfully positioned himself alongside Jim and forced his monster cock deep into Sharond tight pussy. How ironic that Tits was now. I went into the bathroom and showered to clean myself up. I heard the guys leaving and thought that was it, but when I was done with my show I saw that Shawn was still there. He wanted it again. His cock was so hard and perfect I couldn't refuse him, even if I was mad as hell. He took me gently and I had another great orgasm.But when Shawn went back to his room I was in tears. I'd been abused but it was my fault, how could I have been so dumb? Well only one more night after tonight and if I. I continue walking, thinking how much I hate myself. But I keep smiling. I have to smile. She always smiles. I smile for her. I hate this. Keep walking. Don't look down. Don't let them know how you feel. Don't break the iron shackles of your contract or you'll be back on the streets watching someone else doing your job and losing their soul to it.They'll take her body image away too. That's copyright law. I'll be an unpopular little man again with no prospect of affording anything better..