You know, no strings attached, just, well, sex.” “I don’t think I could ever do that,” she said as she started to walk back. “I’m too much...of a chicken. What if the guy was ugly?” Sensing a small opening, I said, “Well I think they get to choose. The high end ones anyway.” She is still very shy, but asks, “Have you ever done that? You know, paid for sex?” I told the truth, “No, but like I said, every guy has that fantasy. I’ve never acted on it. I’ve wanted to though.” “How much do you think. “Stay there, let me enjoy your cock a bit longer.” Warm seed carried on dribbling towards my lower back and I clenched my abdominal muscles, feeling his cock still thick and hard inside me. “You're fucking unbelievable," James gasped. "You want some more?" he asked, sounding amazed. I smiled sweetly, raised my eyebrows in a challenge and squeezed him again for good measure. "God, you're a right slut," he exclaimed, grabbing my hips and ramming his cock back inside me. This time he rode me hard.. She answers "Yes, I miss the club. All you big guys. All lined up for a dance. Poking me in the stomach or ribs. All the special times. I miss them a lot." We small talk for a while and then she asks me "Mike, all the girls wanted you to get serious with them. You never did. You never even asked me for a dance. I would have you know. I'm sure you'd have poked me in the ribs. I would have treated you good." All I could say to that "you were John's girl." She replied "yeah, his girl,. All I knew was that I was in ecstasy when he bit my nipples, gently rubbed my clitoris. He calmed me down asking me if I was ready to lose my virginity. I told him I would not want any other person and not even my own boyfriend to be the first one to penetrate. I must be behaving like a slut but I enjoyed talking like that to him. He coaxed me to do blowjob on him and when he finally found wanting and me wet mount me with care. The pain was nominal and soon gyrating my pelvis to compliment each.