She sighed, could she really do it? I would be a prostitute, she thought bluntly. But I would make the money I need to leave here. Wherever I went, no...one would know. Fingering the velvety soft petals again, she thought, maybe I’ll just wear them and see what happens. I don’t have to accept any invitations. I can just test the waters. Satisfied with her decision she lifted her fingers from the blooms until tomorrow. Nicholas wasn’t in when she arrived the next day. She changed her dress and. I had never fucked her before and had been working on it for almost a month, but at about 3am after a long shift at work, I had finally managed to find myself furiously pumping away at her pussy from the top with little to no mercy, after spending our first hour at my apartment in bed making out as I tried to convince her to let me fuck her rubber free only to have her say no. She had only been with two other guys and was worried about the usual things. So after hearing her go on and on. “I think he is a horny bastard,” Jessica laughingly replied from behind me. Kristie settled into the bucket seat next to me. She pulled her long blonde hair back and looked at me. “OK,” she said, “Let’s do this.” Kristie reached across the seat divider and gently felt for my cock through the fabric of my jeans. “Damn,” she commented, feeling my cock. “You’re huge!” I unfastened my jeans and pulled them down. My cock strained against the cottony fabric of my under wear. Kristie put her small. Pete was still hard and Steve was semi hard. Jo wanted a cock in her and looked at Pete “Fuck me now.” Peter without question picked her up again whilst Steve took his cock and guided it on to the edge of Jo’s pussy and slowly lowered her on to it. Jo felt her hymen break as his cock slide deeper into her then he was lifting her back up again and slowly, lowering her again this time going deeper. Jo bit deep into Pete’s shoulder as the pain and pleasure struck again and he felt her orgasm on.