" Very good Joe," said Mary with a brief chuckle. "Women whore themselves in many ways and men willingly pay." I never had a relationship based solely...on my getting my rocks off and her benefitting from it monetarily. You are the first women I know of who survived on such relationships. It's therefore something I can only imagine." Maybe we should hire someone for Joe," suggested Mary."Maybe," said Marta. "Someone we don't know. Maybe a Backpages ad." Joe has to choose." Of course." And it has. On and on went the assault on Brooke’s throat. Spit ran out of her mouth and down onto her Uncles’ balls. Her eyes began to tear as her make-up formed lines down her cheeks as it mixed with her tears and dripped onto her tits. “ Open up you fucking little slut!” breathed Uncle Stevie as he finally took a quick breath of air and shot gobs of white cum down his niece’s waiting throat. Brooke felt pulse after pulse of dick juice fly out of her Uncle’s cock. She swallowed time after time and then. ‘If this gets traced back to you then I’m at risk of exposing myself.’ I stood up a moment later. She extended her hand to me again. ‘Once we go down this route, there’s no turning back, you understand that? No refunds, no cancelling the contract. Are you sure you want me to do this?’ ‘Yes, yes,’ I answered emphatically. ‘I want you to do this.’ ‘That’s all I needed to hear.’ She said. ‘I’ve paid the first half of the money as directed,’ I said as she walked me to the plain and unassuming door. " You might barely be an adult, but you've explored your fair share."Then you'd know how dangerous they are." He leans forward on his desk as if to whisper to you, but his voice is deep."Yeah." This one is even more so. Nobody knows what lies at the bottom, and there's a good reason for that." I know what I'm doing," you protest. More importantly, there's supposedly mountains of treasure if you manage to survive deep enough into it. If you make it, you'll be swimming in riches and glory. That.