AuSubject: Telling all: Who to?My dearest Rene,After your last mail and the follow-up text, letting you into my secrets may read disappointingly dry a...d barren. So, before I set to it, I want to tell you how much your snatch-shot delighted me. After twenty-one years, you, my ‘shy’(???) Rene, have still the sexiest, delectably kissable, and so, so fuckable pussy! God, how I envy you.To change the subject – or do I – I hope you are looking forward to our week in my Robert-built shack in Smoko.. ” The man said. “Oh please no please. I just want to go home, please” I sobbed and was close to screaming. I was sore and had blood running down my thighs. I was dragged into the room on the property, the one I was hoping had some sort of protection, I realized fast that we were all alone. I was sat down on a square of hay, only one of the several in the room. “Have you ever had a cock up you cunt before?” the man asked me. I was too afraid to speak and suddenly I felt a hard impact across my. It's crazy but I love it."She looked at her watch, "Oh my God, is that the time? I've gotta run."I didn't ask why the rush but said something like that I also 'had things to do' and with that we parted.******I felt a lot more comfortable after that meeting with Cathy and prided myself on having become a 'good little whore' who attracted a faithful clientele who shared my requirement for discretion. I was starting to make good money and, just like Cathy, I set up a secret bank account which over. It’s not...” I said, trying to act kind of coy. “And Dennis ... he makes me feel, uhm ... good ... in a special way.”“Yes,” said Mr. Simple, “I could tell that. He seems very skilled at ... pleasing you.”I giggled inside. This seemed to be headed right where I wanted it. I’d talk dirty to this horny old man for a while. That might change his mood a little.“Mr. Simple...” I said. “I trust you. I feel like I can discuss this stuff with you ... stuff like this.”“Yes, my dear,” he said, and I.