I thought I was going to pass out from the sheer pleasure of it. His hands fumbled at the front of my shorts and I stepped out of them as quickly as I...could, while I unbuckled his pants.“Got a rubber?”“Nope and don’t need one. Just fuck me!”He pushed me down on the stairs and in one hard plunge, was deep into my sopping, aching cunt. We both moaned at the exquisite feel of skin on skin and my pussy tightened around him, trying to feel every ridge and vein on his thick meat. He rammed into me. Love Daniel." It could have been more romantic, I thought, but this was my ticket to him again. This time I will not back out. For it has been five years, and I have grown up a lot in five years. * I walked, step-by-step, up the cream, marble staircase. My dress was the colour of the clearest blue sky. It was embroidered with gold thread, and dainty diamonds were encrusted around the hems. Little mirrors were threaded together to make a tight belt. The lights streaming out the door reflected on. He directly told me that he has customers for me who will pay 2500 for per hour and if I am ready for group, I will be paid rs 10000. He assured me of all safety and said police will never trouble me.He also told me that If I do chudai with my friend(son) or any one else in presence of people I will be paid rs 1000 per people present beside rs 2000 if any one of person present will fuck me. He gave me his card and ask to inform him of my decision. He also given me a cover and said this is 2000. "I'll be flying to Los Angeles in June." And what's going to keep those sharks in suits from eating you up?" The power you gave us, mistress," said Morgan. She gritted her teeth.The mistress laughed."I've seen so many like you, Morgan. Regret nothing. Forget your sunken costs," she said. She curled a finger under Morgan's jaw and raised her own smugly. "Guilt, sweetie, it will eat you alive. Eat others instead."She greeted many other big sisters similarly, asking them each about their plans,.