And I slept like a baby.In the morning MASTER woke me and when I sat up he stuck his cock in my mouth and started peeing immediately."Mom that is the ...est way to go in the morning. To feel your soft mouth wrapped around my cock puts me in heaven." I'm pleased you enjoy it MASTER!" Are you being sarcastic slut?" Oh no MASTER! I really m pleased you enjoy it. Now would you like me to make you cum also?" Hmmm! No not right now."When I asked permission to pee he produced a large glass for me. When. I love to see the look in their eyes when they see me in that condition. It is like I am a sex object. I feel so powerful when I have that effect. As I walked over to the stairs up to the second floor, I could not help starting to strut. I just could not help it. The purse was swinging against my hip. I found room 282 and knocked. The door opened. It was smokey in there and funky music was playing loudly. I stepped inside and a huge hand closed the door behind me and put the chain lock on. I. While I was doing these mental checks in my head, she had hold of my growing cock with both hands running up and down it. She had these long manicured fingernails and right then she was using them to scratch my shaft. If that wasn't pleasure enough she did the same on my head. I grasped one of the beer pumps to stop myself falling over at that point. The sensation was amazing and almost caused me shoot right there.I think either the look on my face, or something else told Sarah what was. " 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's 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.