He pulled out a rubber and I stopped him. I told him you weren’t just a cheap whore, you were a cheap cum whore and you didn’t fuck or suck a coc... unless you got the reward. He didn’t hesitate. He was a tad rude in my book. He didn’t bother with playing with you or anything, just climbed on and started fucking. But then what did we expect? You were playing the cheap whore this weekend.I undressed and laid next to you, stroking your breasts and your neck as I whispered in your ear how. The man instructed they make themselves at home while he took a quick shower. When Angel heard the water running, she sat down on the couch. Emily sat down as well, looking around with wide, impressed eyes.“Don’t let it impress you. This kind of shit doesn’t happen often so don’t get used to it. Guys like him are usually the worst. They’ll offer you anything you want in exchange for some of the most disgusting things. Take what he says with a grain of salt.”Emily was taking what Angel was. I must have grunted a little, because he stopped and asked if I was OK. I told him I was great. He continued to push his big finger into me and his other hand dropped off me and went to his crotch. I could tell he was adjusting his cock. I kept my arms around his neck and asked him to carry me down the hall. He started to and then stopped and looked at me again. This time the kiss came from him. He placed his lips completely against me and I felt his tongue just tickle my lips. I. I can see the dog’s red cock shunting into the bitch like a piston; suddenly it hits a climax and it’s whole body presses into the rear end of the bitch pumping spasmodically as it ejaculates.A sharp twang of guilt accompanies the clenching and juicing of my snatch.I turn away, embarrassed that someone may have noticed me watching.Suddenly I’m feeling rather warm in the office-suite I’ve worn today.Having shed my jacket, I feel old Joneses gaze on my figure as I work around him. Then.