"What are you doing here?" Just checking in with my favorite little whore."John's kiss had my panties wet, I just could not control myself. I had John...in my bedroom and we were naked. I was guiding John's cock to my pussy again, "I missed this cock."Rubbing it up and down my pussy lips, "You don't have to do this." I want to, you are an amazing fuck, and I missed you."John started pushing in, I climaxed, "OHHHHHHHHH!" What will Jerome think about me getting a freebie?" I'm not whoring for. I can remember sitting downstairs with my girlfriend (mom and BF in bed)and since her bed was abouve the tv room i would always hear the bed moving. i once woke up in the middle of the night and could hear her getting fucked, she was moaning and screaming so loud. i pressed my ear against the door and started jerking off, and blew my load everwhere.The next day i was so turned on by her that i asked if there was any work to be done around the house i was always around to help ( i dunno why i. One sore gurl pussy. Two sore tits with reddened nipples that had been stretched mightily! My feet were sore and my ankles bore the markings of where I had been shackled. My wrists the same markings. My neck had the markings of a collar. In fact, through the night, I had to wear a posture collar which made my head be very erect and unable to look down at all. Had I looked down, I would have seen nipples that were now bright red and HUGE. I thought through all the pain, they would have subsided. I knew better than to meet a stranger from the internet for sex! I had been so worried about being a*****ed or a victim of a crime. I had never even considered that the man I was to meet would be someone I would know!I thought about calling Stacy but then the conversation started to play our in my mind."Stacy, I really made a bad mistake!" I would say."Really? What did you do?" She would ask."I hooked up with a guy from the internet and had sex!" I would say."So what is the problem?" She would.