To a pimp, a bottom girl was his most prized possession. She was a luxury, one the pimp saw as irreplaceable. But such a position comes at a price. Bo...tom girls were in charge of recruiting and training new girls. They helped brainwash girls into believing that the life on the street was a fabulous one. Angel had personal morals. She would never lie to a girl and tell her this life was easy, safe, and better than where the girl came from. She would never recruit another girl. Never would she. After some time, I also realized my mistake and wanted to apologize to her in person. But she didn’t talk to me for days and one day I sent her about 100 messages of sorry. I asked for her number so that I can apologize to her properly. This was one of the biggest mistakes of my life!Anyway, she gave me her number and I called her. I apologized to her for like 2 hours. Finally, she forgave me on the condition meeting her on the coming Sunday and give her another treat like I gave her the last. " Why thank you Tony, complements like that deserve special rewards," kneeling down in front of me she starts to remove my trousers, once I'm naked from the waist down, my cock quickly rises, I look down at her and she is smiling back at me, then holding onto my hips leans forward and starts to lick my balls.I quickly remove the rest of my clothing whilst first one ball pops into her wet mouth then the other, with both my balls in her mouth starts to lick them, I just suck air in as my balls. When I reached inside his clothing to touch him, Carlos froze for a moment, then his lips and teeth tugged even harder on my nipple while one of his hands slid up my thigh to rest on my hip, the fingers of the other dug into the softness of my breast. I freed him from the confines of his clothing and began to stroke him gently with both hands, moaning at the soft, silky texture of his skin, the steely hardness underneath, the wetness that slicked my fingers. Suckling even more roughly at my.