I really like the name though. Whore! I’m such a whore! Let me be your whore tonight. Gimme that black dick and make me be your white whore. I�...�m a good little whore. Mistresses, the whore has been bad. I love being a slutty little whore. Back in the comforting darkness of the arcade’s parking lot, after introducing myself to John, the guy who’s cum I had just swallowed, he quickly gave me his phone number. As he walked out of the parking lot to his car I reapplied my lipstick-no. She approached me until she was so close I could smell the faint aroma of her clean unscented skin. She looked up into my eyes – I stood almost a foot taller than she – and said simply ‘Hi, My name is Max. Who are you?’ I almost forgot my own name I was so nervous but finally managed to stammer out ‘I’m Robert’ ‘Hi Robert’ as her hand reach up for mine. ‘I am pleased to meet you. I couldn’t help but see you watching me across the room. In fact, I could sense your eyes on me even before I turned. “You like it?” the woman next to her asked. “I love it, I love his cock fucking my pussy” “fuck me, fuck me” She started to tell him. He started to pound her harder. He was getting faster and her pussy was feeling so wet and warm, she started feeling the woman next to her and moved her hand down her pussy and started to rub her pussy. He grabbed her neck and said “you’re a good little whore.” “oh yes I am, I’m a good little whore, fuck your little whore” she replied. He was much bigger than her. She said, “Are you mad at me?”“A little,” Alison said as she cut the tape. She freed Kathryn’s wrists and gave the knife to Batman. “You want to make it up to me?”Kathryn nodded. Batman knelt in front of her and began cutting her feet free from the stool. Alison put her lips to Kathryn’s ear and whispered something to her. Dale couldn’t hear what she said.“Really?” said Kathryn. Alison whispered more. Kathryn looked down at Batman on the floor stripping the tape from her ankles.“Uh-huh,” said.