He loved the young street girls. For over two years he used her as his sex toy. He could never get enough sex and loved to fuck every one of her holes... Many times he would fuck her for days. They would watch movies with his cock buried deep in her cunt. The pills he took kept him hard for hours and he never quit fucking her. It all ended when she got pregnant. He had no time for a baby in his life. He only wanted sex.He then took her to his friend and gave her away. The friend was a fifty year. Her mother ... She tried not to think of that or she would melt right on the spot. She watched as he unlocked Page's cuffs and put them in his pocket with hers."Go" he said firmly but without malice.Willow moved as quickly as her sore knee would allow to the other side of the car and gently helped Page get on her feet and walk her to the front door. The man, her owner, her master, ... she had heard Page call him "lord," whatever he was, had left the door open. She stepped into the house and. I wanted to cry but I stop myself as I didn't want Chloe to beat me or to not get paid again, because I was doing this so I deserved something for my work.But he was right guys just came and went one after the other, Chloe would come in every so often to make sure I was doing as I was told. I was hoping that every guy that came in was the last but no such luck, some was ones that I had done earlier and some was new people. The day and night just seemed to last forever and if I wasn't fucking. But then again, Supergirl didn’t have a body like Becky Finklestein.“Oh my goodness,” Gloria blurted out.“Dios mio,” Ernesto mumbled.Becky smiled, and her braces gleamed in the light of the setting sun. “You pwobably don’t want to hit my chest,” she purred. “It’s really stwong. See?”And then she flexed her right pectoral. It expanded upward and outward in a rippling wave of striated, freckled flesh, pushing its way up through the distressed neck of the blue top, distorting the Supergirl logo.