You can have a day with some big cocks. Now do you have time for little ol' me?" It's not that Greg was tiny. Maybe a little over five inches and thic... enough. I could feel him inside and he could go as hard as he wanted so it was all good, but I had to admit, being surrounded by some longer, thicker cocks would be a thrill. Greg was soon showing me how turned on he was. I was on my back on the bed, my legs splayed out to the side as he pounded his cock into me again and again. I always. I've even got a view down over the local park and while the men's door is at the back of the building I can still walk past the elegant art deco front and think, that's nice, I live there.I took a quick look at my caller. Of course I wasn't staring. I didn't want to make things worse but she was certainly a striking looking girl. The Bureau paid their staff well and they seemed to spend their money on clothes. Mostly they were girls not long out of college. Often they were girls who had been. She lets me stay at her house to recuperate. I almost said "our" house, but I signed away the title and deed nearly a year ago. It was part of our agreement. Naturally, I cant work during those periods when I'm physically incapacitated. No one is going to pay for a whore with a swollen face swathed in bandages. Still, she could make me stay in my depressing and run-down hotel room. Its the room where I bring back my clients. I hate it there. I will do anything to make the 500 dollars. ”Willow blinked as flecks of rain splashed on her cheeks and speckled her glasses. “Good. Then the next time we talk, it’s only when I call you. You don’t call me any more till then. If you do, I won't answer. I promise you that.”“I... understand.”Willow hung up abruptly. Her hands were shaking while her heart felt as if it would rupture through her chest. She had trouble remembering where she was. She had trouble remembering who she was.Huffing one last breath, she looked up towards the sky as.