I think thats the main reason I was such a slut with Damon, when Id see his dick it was asi if my life mission was to help him unload his hot man juic... wherever he wanted on or in me.He opened his eyes and he looked right into my eyes. Looking into his eyes like that, I couldnt help but feel the nostalgia from our past. Then he smiled and the gleam in his eye changed "Come on slut, tell me what a filthy whore you are"At that moment all I could think of was how good this hard long cock I had in. I went to the kitchen and made some soup. I even managed to keep it down.I sat and looked out the window. It was late afternoon, it was snowing and I had the plague. It had to be the plague. I had taken as many protective steps as I could, but living in the city the odds were you would get the plague. Damn, damn, damn!I looked at my date time clock and noticed that two days had gone by that I had no memory of. I frowned. From the information I had, once you lost consciousness, you didn't. After about ten had fucked my poop shoot, they then went on to use all my holes at once, cocks were every were. Two cocks at a time were forced up my cunt or into my ass. I was sucking cock after cock, sometimes two or three at once, cocks were in both my hands being wanked. My belly was full of cum from the amount I had swallowed. Other men were wanking on me or squeezing my tits and twisting my nipples. One women sat on my face and ordered me to lick her cunt. I licked and sucked her musty. All glass and metal accented with rich woods. The carpet was thick and plush. Kerry was giddy at the thought of working in such a place. Rebecca opened the first door to the left into conference room. It was larger and nicer than the one at the modeling agency.There was a seating area at the end of the room. Rebecca asked Kerry to join her on the sofa.“Today is an important day for you. I know Tammy went over the job at the agency with you. Do you have any questions?” asked Rebecca.“No. But I.