We need money." "You're right, I'm going do it. But I'm scared. You've been with this guy before, right?" I think so." I hope you know what you're doi...g."But we didn't have any choice. Streetwalking in Minneapolis is a bad way to make a living in late November, and I was too busy anyhow. I had been practically virginal since the crackhouse debacle, and I didn't relish my first experience to be under a jackbooted slave master. Rick and Randy really deserved to have me first. They had been so. "Not believing my luck, I put my hands on her bosom which was directly in my face. I rubbed my hands over her tits - I felt the bra (almost certainly a C cup) and, just above it, the skin beneath her dress. Gently, I massaged her tits and squeezed them. After a minute of this, she placed her hands on mine and pulled them off her chest. She slowly unbuttoned the top 3 buttons of her dress so we could see quite a bit of her cleavage. Then she took a breathmint out of her purse and placed it. . she was wet. "You don't really care whose cock or tongue either, do you bitch?" Yes. You know I do, I love you, I want your cock, now." Bullshit! I was with you last night at the dance. I saw the way you were shaking it for anybody with a cock. Admit it bitch!" No, I want you! I was doing that for you."I slapped her ass... once... twice."Oh God", she moaned, "please fuck me."I spread her ankles and tied them to the back legs of the chair. "You need it so bad, you do it," I told her, as I. And my panting, damn this chick had a body. Her eyes opened and she asked (demanded, almost) to see my prick. "I can feel your dick on me, show me that thing!" Okay, now I was really looking around. But horny as I was, I unzipped and dropped my jeans just a little, holding them up by the felt as my free-bird sprang out and waved to her. "I have never seen a white pecker before. You have a cute dick!" I had to take her word for it; I'm no hung-horse, but my slightly bent upward 7" staff was as.