.. But inside,the 'real me' felt trapped, imprisoned, desperate to be released andshow the world the girl I always wanted to be. And then I met the gi...lwho would change my life forever- and to whom I owe everything. My life,my body, my heart and my soul... Especially my heart and my soul.Sometimes I wonder what my life would be like if I hadn't met Sarah. Idefinitely wouldn't have nearly as many amazing friends as I do now. I'dbarely have any friends at all, certainly no female friends. Would. ” “Oh yeah, yeah, yeah baby,” I pant and cum hard again. I squirt cum and piss all over your fucking cock leaving a wet patch on the bed. I disentangle my legs from around you allowing you to slip out of me and we both fall back onto the bed. Arms stretch above my head. You lean over me, kissing me, probing my mouth with your tongue. “Wanna fuck your ass dirty fucking slut,” you say. “have my big thick dick stretch it, fuck it hard and make you scream!”“Mmmmmmm yeah, big boy; want that fucking. So I surfed through internet and found a male escort run by a lady.I contacted her she explained me the terms and conditions and the fee to join the escort agency.I finished all the formalities blah blah blah said by her.Then the day came the agency gave me the client details before that they explained me how to deal with the client to satisfy,obey and how to respect them. I heard everything said by the escort agency.The day of the meeting was fixed on wednesday morning 9 am.So I got up at 6 am. It was getting increasingly difficult to maintain my imposturous imitation of slumber as they brought me to a full erection and sent spasms of pleasure through my loins, but I continued the rouse as best I could. Sharon cooed as she sucked gently on my hardened rod, apparently really enjoying having her way with a semi conscious man. Kelly removed her hand from my tool and Sharon eagerly replaced it with her own, stroking it full length, wet with her spittle. I watched as Kelly.