He was exactly what she wanted, flesh and blood, she wanted it all. He had something about him that made her feel weak at the knees, something sensual... She couldn’t help but stare at his hands as he held his beer, eventually having a swig of it every now and then. She just wanted to yell out ‘I want you, right here, right now, on the floor’. She didn’t care about her innocence, she didn’t care about anything, in that moment, he was all that mattered. Who wouldn’t want to be with this god. After the bar was closed she then became an outcall "escort" and even worked the streets in South Tucson as well as the hooker district near the Milacle Mile area of old motels in Tucson. It was a known area for prostitution.She acquired a pimp who moved her to Las Vegas, where there were more customers available. She worked cheaply and her pimp ownad an agency that was more into volume than higher class girls. Karenmarie fit right in. She was not overly attractive but was eager to please. She. It's got to be a foot long, and bigger around than any I've ever seen. He holds it to my lips and says, at least lick it, If you can get any of it in your mouth, your firm has a new contract. In the position I was in, all I could do was lick it. After a few minutes, I pulled away and said, Get me back to my room and I'll get some of that in my mouth. He threw a wad of cash on the table, said "let the bitch down, uncuff her, find her clothes, and thank you boys for her audition. Audition, what. With some guys, you'd never know they had crossed the finish line if you didn't have something to mop afterwards!At last, when she knew she milked every last drop of semen from his balls for the time being, and when his rod began to lose some of its hardness, Trish crawled up and kissed her brother on the mouth. Randy threw a heavy arm over her and sighed a sigh of total fulfillment."That was... the greatest. The best," he said thickly. "Nobody does it as good as you. The best."Trish smiled.