He was even starting to have regrets about letting John fuck his wife. Lulu never drank but tonight she was drinking heavily. Ishtar wondered if he sh...uld say something to her but decided against it. After the party had died down, shortly after the bride and groom had left to go to their room Lulu told her husband to come with her. She told Ishtar that they were going to the bridal suite. John had a present he wished to personally give the newlywed couple. A lump formed in Ishtar’s throat he. “Of the mens. Swear to god.” she looked disgusted as she said it, but her was still moving up and down on my cock. “So after he gets good and hard she turns around and bends over. And a line begins to form.”“What do you mean?” I asked, wanting more details.“Look, this part you’ll have to use your imagination, okay? She wasn’t exactly dishing out the details, right? So all I can tell you for sure is that after about a half hour, maybe an. I want a real cock up me, not a pathetic drunk flaccid cock.”Before Matt had a chance to say anything, the taxi pulled up. I quickly opened the door and started to get in when suddenly I felt him pushing in behind me. I was sprawled part way across half the seat when he shut the door and the taxi took off.“Where to?” the driver asked.I struggled to sit up, pulling my dress down before I showed my ass to the world. “Hartwood Complex. Apartment 10.”As I settled in the seat, Matt’s hand found its. “I understand.”“I understand… SIR!” he corrected.“I understand Sir!” she parroted back. With the emphasis on sir. He meant this to start immediately. Mr. Michaels pulled out his phone and stated, “We are going to start by you putting on video that you are offering to be my prostitute for money. That you will have sex with me for cash.”She looked at him blankly for a second. “Why?” she finally asked.“I am not going to have you jump into bed with me only to turn around the next day and claim.