" my husband said. "They'll pay $20 to you and your to put the money in the jar." I looked at him horrified. He wanted me to be a whore for these men...."No way. I can't. I won't." "Listen Slut, you'll do it or we'll hang you from the stage and Tony will whip you good and when he's finished it'll be my turn. By the time I'm finished he should be ready to start again. We'll keep going until there's no part of your body unscarred. Your choice. Then there's all those videos. How will you explain. With his cock hot in my hands, I slipped the reddish/purple head between my lips, running my tongue all around it as I took it into my mouth. I heard him moan, “Mmmm,” in his sleep. Once in my mouth, I started eagerly sucking his dick, bobbing up and down on his stiff shaft plunging down deeper with each bob of my head. When Vic started to wake up, he realized what was happening and half-heartedly tried to push my head away. But I pushed his hands away instead and kept on sucking him. Soon. She ran the tail over to my naked chest, with extra time on my nipples, before running the furry tail between my legs. I dripped.″Spread your legs and don′t move.″ Marlene pulled the pantyhose away from my crotch. I heard a snip and a tear. Pressure on my cock eased. She had cut a long slit and let my cock spring free and straight into the velvet heaven of her mouth. Sucking and caressing and rolling and tugging my balls made me drip like a faucet. She brought me to the edge, again and again. I. I smiled at him and suggested with my eyes that he look down. He looked down and quickly looked back up at me again. His beautiful green eyes were wide with shock until a grin crept across his face, then a little laugh, and finally he sat there looking at me with slight astonishment (in a good way). All through our meal, he kept looking up at me and grinning. After we had finished our dinner, we left the restaurant and made our way to a bar not very far away. We sat down on two bar stools away.