Contrary to common belief, not all prostitutes do it under threat of v******e or to avoid starvation. Some of them just like it. Some find it easy and...even quit their regular jobs to become full time prostitutes (like my mother).But today I will talk about those women who have whore fetish.My older 28 year old girlfriend was a bdsm enthusiast. She liked being slapped, kicked, whipped and abused in every way possible. We even went shopping for dog mask and a tail so she can live like a dog. I. (JRD) The only problem I ever had with e-mail is when a person sent acomplaint to me because he had misread my story. When I tried to respond, it turned out he hadn't included a valid return address. So, oh well.(A_Super_Hero) Your stories keep adding and adding characters. You do not seem to let go of any of them. Is it because you like thecharacters so much you just want to keep writing about them?(JRD) I hadn't really noticed, but I guess I have to admit it is true. I suppose the. One by one I licked and savored each finger. Her eyes widened as this act made my cock even harder. I was wild with desire and had to finally devour this woman's pussy. I repositioned myself between her legs, slid my hands up her skirt to hold her butt, and buried my face into her womanhood. I kissed, licked, lapped, and sucked her entire pussy, up,down, left, right, in, and out - sometimes fast, sometimes slow. I released my grip off her ass and brought my hands into the act,running my fingers. I quickly sat up and pulled the skirt down. Hefrowned."Can't spoil the surprise." I said.Duke floored the car and drove off. I lowered the visor and could seeCindy's car speeding off behind us. We drove through town, and throughred lights, and a few moments later pulled up in his driveway. Heopened his door and got out."Come on, honey." Duke said. I opened the door and followed him intothe house. I paused a moment at the door to see if I could see Cindy'scar.Duke pulled my arm and slammed the.