I had been living life hard and fast and this job was going to be more than just interesting, it was an awakening. I would do just about anything for ...oney as long as my moral compass wasnt too upset. Sexually, I had been paid to perform privately and publicly. I had sexual encounters with both males and females for money. I had performed sexual acts on film and stripped in a club. On the darker side, I had also taken on the job of collections for a loan shark, a drug dealer and general fist. We all have our silly dreams, I think. Mine is to be whole again, to live freely. I’d welcome my birthdays until my vanity had gone, along with my looks. Maybe a man would love me and, with his years, wouldn’t mind my ruin. We could rest on a park bench. We could talk about funny little things that only we knew. He could look at the pretty girls. I wouldn’t care for I’d do the same with the boys, and we’d pretend they passed, unnoticed. And so that’s me, George. I’m pretty and I’m horrible. I. Since it was a slow song, you'd said yes & slipped into his arms. You'd wanted your boyfriend to return to see you in a black man's arms, his hands cupping your beautiful phat ass as you kissed him. That would drive your boyfriend crazy you knew & he would fuck you like a wild man, most likely in the parking lot bent over the hood of his car. You & your boyfriend had played this game before. You'd had several black guys & always fucked them with your boyfriend there, it put a really intense. She was moaning oh oh oh ah ah ish ish ish oh oh oh ish ish mmmmmm mmmmmmmmm mmmmmm.I grabbed her breasts and began to knead hard and smashed like a bakery man smashes his flour to make the cakes. I was continuously thrusting in and pulled out my penis through her tight cunt hole and she was screaming in ecstasy. I was pumping my penis with medium pace and Apa told me “Moni, please don’t mind that you have to give labor for me though you are as like my younger bro, treat as you are doing.