I had no income, no qualifications (except being darned good sexually!) and most importantly, very few inhibitions! I loved what I did! Earned a decen... amount of money, and enjoyed ‘earning’ it! It wasn’t all ‘plain-sailing’… some of the punters ARE repulsive (luckily not many! ha ha), and some of them had ‘tastes’ which were pretty weird, even for me!! But by and large, it was all great. But now?…Things have changed! Sites like this, now regularly have video’s/pictures, of so called ‘amateur’. She was startled out of her plans by a hammering upon her door. “Prioress Gabrielle!” came the muffled voice of her supposed superior, Bishop Mathys, “Open this door! King Roland is here, and he demands to see you this instant!”Garbielle took a moment to compose herself, before returning her satchel to it’s hiding place and silently closing the armoire. Things were beginning to look grim, but perhaps there could be some other way out of this. She answered the door, a sweet smile prepared for. Needed a short rest, that's all. I take it that we won." Yeah, Mick we won. Four weeks ago we won. You're back on Providence. I've kept you on Alpha sleep until yesterday letting your body heal itself as much as it could with limited assistance from me and my staff. Mick, if you had been a Mech, Rachel and Tate would have had you in the bone yard using you strictly for the few useful spare parts you had left. Didn't anyone ever tell you that you don't slug it out with a Warhammer when you're in. Barry had spread a beach towel on the floor. I had spent time cleaning up dog cum from the first time. I spread my legs and called Hugo. He saw my pussy and I didn’t need to say anything. I squealed as I felt his tongue against my pussy. “Yes big boy. Lick me darling” I moaned. And did he ever. It was amazing.I was eager to get on my knees. I want him. I pushed him away, knelt and patted my bum. He knew what to do. No fanfare or hesitation. He climbed on top of me and began searching for his.