I was truthful if I only counted the guys I'd been with during high school and the few I'd gone out with afterwards. If I counted the men who'd had me...in the almost two years I've been a whore, my closest guess would have been around two hundred. Probably more considering the party invitations I'd accepted through Marla that turned into gangbang orgies and my regular clients. Most of the 'parties' had been with ten men or less and I was the only girl. Only one had equaled the size of the very. Pushing myself dailyis something I do and speaking out is what I do as well by pen, as Ibelieve the pen is mightier than the sword.Although, some commentators will speak of an attack on liberal democracyand the need for many to act; something to note, when I have observedcertain shelters, the hidden abusers many of the said they weredemocrats. I don't think they really were or even Americans, becausethey are cowards who gave in to a 15th century church philosophy likeshown in the PBS series and. ”“I know babe,” I whispered back, “God you smell delicious.”“See you in the morning, Kevin,” Jen shouted as she walked Tony to the bedroom.I listened to them making love for an hour before I finally shot my own load in my hand and went to bed.I received a text from Jen at around eight thirty the following morning and she asked me to take coffee into her and Tony.They were both sitting up in bed and I saw Jen’s red bra and string on the bedroom floor and they indeed looked like they were torn.. "I'll be right back." I whisper in her left ear and give her right nipple a nice hard suck before walking back to the car. As I walk back to the car to retrieve my pants and her luggage, I look over my shoulder at a wonderful sight, Dragon, totally nude and tied up and helpless. Once I reach the car, I put my pants back on, and pop the trunk to grab Dragon's bag. Close the doors and the trunk and lock the car. A horn chirp indicates a successful locking of the car. With Dragon's bag trailing.