After he left I tried to eat, but could do nothing but hang my head in shame and cry. I was no better than a common prostitute now. No... I was worse ...han a prostitute. They at least get a silver or two for selling themselves to normal men. I was going to humiliate myself with this grotesque creature for four coppers worth of paper and ink.*****Later that night, around the same time as last night, the servant arrived in my room as expected. He set the bottle of ink and what must have been eight. Her eyes were gleaming with passion and she smirked as we looked at each other.Her hips arched and she moaned "More, more, finger fuck my cunt!"Marty then inserted a fourth finger into her pussy and his thumb rested on her clit. He ravaged her cunt while he continued to loudly suck her tits."Marty, Marty, please let me suck your cock," she begged.He raised his head from her tit and they began to suck each other's tongue. Then he said 'Go for it, bitch."Ann squatted down at his feet, as Marty. She was, I would guess, middle 50s, a nice chubby size 18 and very attractive. The thing that let her down was her dowdy appearance. She had let herself go.She looked nervous when she came in, so introducing myself I invited her to sit with me and have a chat over a cup of coffee. Clara to me her story, “I don’t really know where to begin. I was a school teacher for over 30 years. But since my lovely hubby died 5 years ago and the k**s left home, I have let everything go to pot. I was. Velamba unnai thinamum paarka paarka azhagaga aagi konde selvathu pola enaku therigirathu.Watchman velaiku vanthu vitu ivarku ena oru kusumbu pathiya endru ninaithen, thinamum en idam vanthu konjam kudika thani kodu velama endru ketpathum pinbu vanthu en udan sagajamaaga sirithu pesi vilaiyaduvathum vedikaiyaaga vaithu irunthaar. Oru naal avar vaithu iruntha mobile phonil selfi eduka azhaithaar.Naanum avar arugil sendru nindren appozhuthu en thol meethu kai potukondu photo eduthaar. Naan ethum.