He told us that you were told not to say no and that we should just be as dirty as we can and give you the seeing to of your life.”“Oh my God! You...��re prostitutes. I’m being fucked by real gay hard men. Christ!”“Does it bother you that we fuck for a living?”“No, no. No! it has just got so much better. I am being screwed by a pair if gay or bisexual hookers. Wow, it couldn’t get any better. How long have I got.” “Aw, bless her. You have as long as you want, darling. We’ll give you our numbers so. I got out of the car and quickly ran around to the passenger door and opened it for Keri. I took her hand and helped her out. We walked arm in arm to the door. I opened the door for her and we walked up to the hostess stand.“Good morning. How many this morning?”“Just the two of us. Could we please sit in that booth over there. This is a bit of a special occasion.” Keri shot a look at me as I smiled at her. The hostess led us to “our” booth and we sat together. We both ordered orange juice and. I told Mark, "Whenever you want to, just use my body for your pleasure."In all, i'm sure Mark's dick was in my pussy for at least 4 of those 6 hours. Once, he put his strong arms under my legs and lifted me up and carried me all around the campground with his dick in me.Mark shot his cum on me 3 more times. On my face, on my tits and on my tight little asshole. I didn't wash it off.But all good things must come to an end. It was time to wash up and leave.We walked over to the water pump. I told. Then, if we do not want it, we can place it up for adoption, we have ways for that. But usually we raise the c***d in our families. All women have to understand the rules and risks. We are all under contract. Wha!t goes on in this practice never gets out the walls. The women of the practice like to think of it as a sisterhood. The older ones help with the younger ones. All the women are well compensated extremely well for their services, about twice what they would make in other practices.”“Are.