My name is Louise and I am a single 21 year old mother, and also a prostitute. I have a three year old daughter, Misty (Melissa). She was being looked...after by a close friend.My slender framed body was feeling, every icy cold whiff of air, tonight. I stand 5-foot 7-inches and weigh 103-pounds; and I wasn’t dressed appropriately for the elements tonight. I was more worried about earning money, then dressing up properly. When I set of on my evening route, at 8:00pm, it wasn’t as cold. It was just. "I... I can't....it's too big..." she whimpered. Giselle felt as if she was being split like firewood by his huge cock. But she had made a request of him and now it was too late to back out. She wanted to be fucked hard and deep in the ass and he was going to give it to her... all she wanted and more! At last he had slipped into her ass as far as he could go. His abdomen was pressed up against her ass cheeks and he could go no deeper. "There, baby, you have all of me in you now," he told her.. Most of Charlotte’s nights were spent with Josephine who had no difficulty in sharing her lover’s affection with Emma. Perhaps it was because Josephine could see that Emma was not in love with Charlotte, and was therefore no threat in that way. Perhaps it was because she could see that the continued ambivalence of their relationship caused Charlotte so much distress. Josephine was definitely a comfort to Charlotte. They spent many hours holding each others naked bodies. Watching television.. Her eyes prickled red and she slumped her head onto her silver glittery knees. She just wanted to go home and masturbate. Was that too much to ask?‘Are you OK?’ There was a gentle hand on her back and she looked up into the face of the most beautiful woman she had ever seen. A pale face, slightly down-turned nose and intelligent blue eyes filled with kindness, framed by waves of copper hair. The accent was something Gemma couldn’t place.‘You’re pretty,’ said Gemma, because what else was there.