Forcing herself to contend with the parking brake under her back and the gearshift jammed into her shoulder, she curled herself up in her seat so that...her head rested on Jason's lap while her feet were pressed against the ceiling. Damn, it's a good thing they weren't doing this in the city...Her body now curled up like a shrimp and her ass basically sticking up in the air, Jason was able to finally dig deeper into her wetness with his fingers. As his probing became more aggressive, she sucked. "So how long are you going to keep this up Carmichael?" asked Dusty suddenly.As the women turned to stare at Dusty, Dusty kept on looking at the figure without moving.Finally the figure laughed and pulled back his hood."Ok rube, how did you know who it was? I didn't give off any clues to tell anyone it was me," smiled Dr. Carmichael evilly."No, you did slip up. Twice even," smiled Dusty. He just watched Carmichael."Humor and tell me what I did wrong," asked Dr. Carmichael."Well for one if you. Both of them on my king size bed, both of them naked and both of holding their large 8” black cocks ready for my wife.Jason and Guy were 2 boys we met at the gym we use, we have been joking with each other for a while and this is the first time we got them into our bedroom. Carol looked at me with a wink and moved over to the bed where our guests were waiting for her. She crawled on all 4 ’s up the bed towards them, I can see her ass and pussy through her white panties, I imagine her pussy. Each time I felt less like a person and more like piece of meat for these strangers. I began to understand that this was my place. My destiny. I was worthless unless I was being used like this by strangers. While I laid there alone in the dark motel room I made a promise to myself that I would dedicate the rest of my life to this. To have cock and cum in me as often as possible was my goal. I began chanting my head my new mantra: I am a worthless whore. I deserve to be used. I live to serve. I.