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Of course I start to get hard - I can feel his dick starting to swell inside my pants as well - hot against the top of my legs. I smile at him - I let...go a small spurt of piss - spraying the head of his dick. He groans - I feel his hot piss gushing out into my pants - seeping down my leg inside the tight leather - his stream keeps on coming - then my balls in a warm pool of his piss - then trickling back to wet my ass hole. I hold onto my own piss - giving time for more of it to get. The simple truth was that she would have done it for free because she enjoyed fucking the older married men so much that she had become addicted to it almost immediately.She would have had more money, but she had lots of expenses now. She used a hair stylist downtown to keep her underage look and even had a trainer to help her keep her youthful body in prime grade A status. She had a closet filled with sex toys and other seductive items to seduce the stress burdened males that hired her to. My mother bought me a diary whenI was very young, and told me that I could write whatever I wanted in thejournal, and she was going to monitor initially, really to see that I hadcommitted to journaling, but after that, she was probably never going tolook at it. It was a 'safe' place where I could write about my feelingsand be honest about my family. The lock on the journal/diary was to keepout my prying sisters. I became addicted to it. It did help me processmy feelings about being. I quickly turned around and made a dash for the elevator. I didn't make it before he caught my arm twirling me around to him. "That was just business." He locked his eyes with mine, and I couldn't look away. "Do you do that with all business people?" I tried to yank my arm away, but he held on. "You don't understand." His eyes begged me to, but all I could see was him making out with that intensely beautfiul woman. "What's there to understand. I guess she's beautfiul so I.

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