I just want to be used. Treated like a slut. Fucked!”Melissa was nothing but honest, with herself and with her feelings. Her emotions were pouring o...t now, and I felt I needed to respond. I was not being kind, I was being honest.“I wanted to fuck you the moment you walked through that door. I want you to cum for me right now. I think you’re so sexy, so erotic and horny.”Melissa almost doubled her speed and moaned out loud. “Do you, do you really want me?”“I want you, Melissa.”Melissa raised. ‘Sun-san, my name is Maki, I run this okiya as my mother and her mother before me did.’ She said looking over the young man with a careful and studied eye. Sun had not had much contact with women, the tourists at the monastery, a few that provided food and other things, but long conversations, a friend who was a woman, this was something he had no experience with and for the first time in many many years Sun felt….nervous. As with most places there was a routine at the okiya that was fairly. " V barked with glaring eyes. "You should just be fucking happy you get to watch. You can watch, but you can't touch! Don't you even fucking think about touching either of us or you will have to leave! Understood?" she sternly warned. Veronica's threatening scowl quickly melted into a sultry smile as she turned her attention towards Bethie. "Now my slutty little bitch, where were we?" She leaned back to kiss Bethie, then rolled away from me, her backside facing me. My love muscle stood ready. Roberto agreed and we've decided to meet on Monday evening in his barbershop.We came on Monday evening and there was no one in the shop. Roberto wore leather clothes and looked like a porn star rather than a barber. He locked the door behind him and asked us, "so, what are we doing today ?" "I thought about an extreme military haircut, a clippercut with a number guard 2 on top and razor shaved at the sides and the back. Is it OK with you Linda ?", I asked my wife. "Sure it is OK with me. I will.