In fact I might have some to sell soon," said Martha."This one's special and I'll do a special skills private deal with you," offered Kate."Another Ma...ame?" asked Martha."No. She's a government entertainer who fell out with a politician and was convicted of selling state secrets. I expect she told a visiting diplomat how much bigger his prick was than the Defence Minister's." A government-trained call-girl, eh," mused Martha, "Well that bears thinking about ... I tell you what, put her through. She gently caressed them and pulled on her hard nipples. She ran her hands down to her pubic mound and then back up to her breasts. You could tell by the look on her face that she was really getting into her performance now. She let her hand slide between her legs and a loud sigh slipped from her lips. She slid her fingers through her lips and you could see the waves of pleasure pass through her body. She bent over slightly, arched her back and slid her other hand over her shapely ass and. But those stories are soon to come. I feel almost no pain or remorse anymore. I love to be tortured and abused. Not for money or acceptance but it is who I am and it has taken me a long time to come to this realization. This was who I was meant to be. To fulfill guys deepest darkest, sickest fantasies who what reason I have not clue, but I cannot seem to stop seeking out and repeating this extremely dangerous behavior. I have literally taken thousands of cum loads in my life and probably. She sat back down on his face and pressed again, this time her body soaking up the muffled vibrations emanating from beneath her. Sam’s cock was already erect and bounced excitedly as she pressed again.“You like that?” Donna purred dreamily; her body doubled forward so she could suck on his cock.Sam could no longer distinguish between pleasure and pain as Donna brought him to climax and left him moaning in post-coital pleasure.“Wanna come out of your deep dark prison?” Donna whispered.The.