Will it stop there? I guessed no. He would fuck me. This is what I wanted. I wanted to get fucked by Kent Falconer. It’s now over a month since I la...t have had sex. I was dying to get fucked. Even if it meant for one night only. I had made up mind. As he started the car I looked at him and smiled and said to myself Kent Falconer tonight you were mine. ‘Where do you live,’ he asked. ‘Manhattan Park,’ I said. The 30 minutes drive was fruitless. I felt that Kent would stop the car and fuck me.. They like to use all of me.I grew up alone with my mother. I am actually not a very wise. You must of course also know a little about me.I have never gone to school. I had to stay home and serve all those men who came to have my mother and me. I had no other chance for fate in life from the start as my mother was also a hooker for long since I was a little girl.I am so used to being used for very extreme sex by many menthings all around the clock ever since I was a little girl.I am used to the. Schon gut einen Kilometer weit war ich inzwischen gerannt. Meine Ohren rauschten. Und wie aus weiter Ferne hörte ich das Kommando: „Galopp!“ und spürte diesen Befehl auch gleich auf meinen ungeschützten Arschbacken: Fünf saftige Hiebe mit der Buggypeitsche klatschen laut auf mein schuftendes, schweißnasses Beinfleisch! Oh Gott ¯ welche Schmerzen eine Peitsche hervorrufen kann!!Trotz meiner Dornenkandare jaulte ich wie ein getretener Hund. Doch außer meinem Trainer hörte in dieser Wüsteneinöde. ...... PLEASE.........MADAME GRANGE....... PLEASE!!!!!!!! DON'T LEAVE ME HERE FOR ANOTHER SIX MONTHS!!!.......... PLEASE, CALL MY WIFE.... TELL HER TO COME AND GET ME!!!!!!!!I’LL DO ANYTHING!!! ANYTHING!!!'I fell quiet and sobbed. I had broken her rule about speaking without permission (screaming, actually). I tried to show the Ladies that I was still respectful by staying perfectly in position.I stayed perfectly in position, silent, my nose to the wall.....and.