“Ever felt anything this big before? Big Boy!” she said. “No! They feel great. You feel amazing.” I mumbled in her ear. “My husband is very ...ld fashioned. I’ve never had real sex before. He just rolls over on me and spreads my legs and he is done. It’s very quick. He has a very small penis. I thought by doing all this plastic surgery to me that he would change. He has not. It’s only drawn us apart. I still love him but I need….” I quickly put my mouth on the back of her neck. I started kissing. That made mefeel so much better. She just accepted my dressing as being nothingthat abnormal."No I don't have pierced ears and that might be too much." Who bought your first dress, was it you?" No it was Victoria, it was really all her idea. But I wanted tosurprise her this weekend. Pierced ears might be too much of asurprise" If you want to make a statement - that would do it. My offer stands,I'll come with you and pierce your ears if you want. Even if you keepthe earrings in for the. Sex is a daily thing for me now. Cock, cunt, or ass, I don’t care what someone has between their legs. I’ll suck it or let them stick it in me. Your Father allows me to continue being a whore because it is a good form of therapy for me. Selling my ass to strangers unlocks something primal in me. I feel like a fuck-toy and a cheap slut. It keeps me grounded and reinforces my purpose to serve and please. I would be lazy and selfish with my body if not for the requirement to make a living this. Final bell went, and I almost raced out to my detention. My friend remarked that I almost seemed keen to get to it. I was, but the reason I said was, not to get there, but to get it over with I lied though my teeth. I simply wanted to get those shoes on and get that black pole in my mouth again.I walked into my form room. Closed the door behind me, and began to strip off as I walked to my locker in the corner. I opened the door, pulled out my skirt, tights, knickers, a white fitted blouse and.