" That's good," said the mom numbly."Anyway, to get to why I'm here," said L. "For the past three years Marta has been coerced into prostitution." It'... my fault," said Marta."It was one mistake, a mistake stemming from insurmountable temptation," explained L. "You're familiar with Georgy Belacourt?" The Chicago boss?" exclaimed the father."Exactly. Three years ago he scouted for talent, fresh meat so to speak. He has a fetish for escorts. He spotted Marta and had his associate offer an obscene. "Good Morning , breakfast smells great,this morning mom you can call me by my first name" Thank you son i reply ? Did you have any cream with you coffee this morning mom ? No i said knowing exactly where this would lead. As Mark started eating & drinking his coffee he motioned for me to get on my knees, then i parted my lips & he shoved his dong monster down my throat, i had developed a no gag reflex after all the bjs i had giving him, So as he hemmed & hahed , he also complimented me on. Masturbation gives temporary relief to our bodies continual assault with sex hormones driving us wild with the need for cock, to feel and smell a man using you and know the thing moving in and out of you is real.So I have put this little story together with a lot of feeling from a female perspective, I wish I could say it is pure female fantasy, but I cannot, the feeling were real as real as masturbating knowing a stranger might discover you, daring myself to be caught, daring myself to be. However, it was not the woman I expected. This was a thin tanned younger female! She looked very nervous and was looking out past me like she was worried the neighbors would see her through the open door. She stepped back and I said "I am here to...", she cut me off "Yes, I know, come in so I can close the door".I stepped in and she closed the door quickly behind me being careful to stay hidden behind it. "I am the daughter [I've kept names out of this so far, why change it now], I am suppose.