She felt like a total fool falling for his lame excuses, but now she saw him for what he truly was, a big ass hole. ‘Oh Dave!” Jennie heard a girl...scream out. ‘Fuck me, I’m your whore!’ She heard coming from the basement and ran to see who was screaming. Jennie carefully walked down the plush carpeted stairs and couldn’t believe her eyes. Dave, her son, was on top of a girl moving his hips back and forth faster than Jennie had ever seen a man move in her life. ‘Yes!’ The person under Jennie’s. Just before we went to bed I went out and got the Sunday paper out of the box so there will be room for the Monday paper. But we didn’t even open it. I suddenly realized as we were getting into our pajamas that we hadn’t eaten all day. I guess we’re both still too upset to eat. I am anyway and Sharon is having a worse time of it than me.I glanced at Sharon as she was putting her pajamas on and I saw the scratches and the bruises on her back. I can’t even imagine what it must have been like for. Since then, she had been doing well. Upon arriving, she had immediately gotten a job at one of the local strip joints. Nightly, she was pulling in roughly about $6000. She had to admit she loved her life. However, she was only twenty-nine years old and currently, she had no one special in her life. Yeah, the few flings she had had were something. But she wanted something more. Something lasting. Of course, she knew all good things came within time. So, as she prepared for another shift, she. Then we sat at the kitchen table and discussed basics first, including his fee. She continued to study the muscles all over my body as talked with horny delight and sexual anxiousness. My personality was charismatic, and I smiled a lot when I talked. The more I talked, the more she liked the fact that she hired me to teach her how to use our exercise machines and develop a fitness routine. She drooled heavily as she studied my body in great detail in the kitchen, becoming hornier by the minute..