He climbed off me, replaced my butt plug, then gave my ass a hard slap. I moaned and he slapped it again. "Shut up whore" he said, speaking for the fi...st and only time. Then he got dressed and left.I was fucked by two more guys like this. They came in, fucked me, filled me with their load and left. 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. He’d once read a story in an adult magazine in which a couple made it in the shower and the idea intrigued him. He couldn’t get enough of seeing Mary naked, and even if they didn’t get it on, they could at least have fun. Mary, unaware of Matt’s avid scrutiny, had her back to him and was soaping herself. She had no idea he was in the bathroom. She worked the lather into her skin and stood, head back, eyes closed, under the driving spray. His erection jutting from his middle, aimed in the. She was obviously fighting withherself and then a victory! She put her arms around my neck andreturned my kiss with full fervor. Soon, we were deeply entwined andengaged in an act of mutual oral exploration. She was divine. Ifelt that I had to go farther, farther. My hand slowly found its wayunder her skirt, and inched its way upward. She tensed and tried tostop me, but not before my fingers touched her penis.Before I could say a word, Leah jumped up and ran away, crying. Inever saw. I felt the top of her breasts pressing against my chest and spreading some heat. The silk of her hijab caressed my skin. Somehow this kiss felt odd. Not only because of the situation, but mainly because, even though she tried to act as if she were passionate and lustful, her eyes, lips and hands trembled. I was not sure if this was due to the fear of being caught, the emotion for kissing me, the uncertainty of my reaction or what&hellip,but for sure something was not right. When I finally.