... slut's.... c**t 'till you CUM!" Oh Dear! How had THAT gone down?Then amazingly she responded by saying "Yes....Yesss! that's what I want....do it!.... Daringly I decided to push the envelope a little further, "Say it then, TELL me what you want me to do". After a somewhat uncomfortable pause I heard her say "I want you to lick my dirty... little... slut's C**T ". "What? I heard myself ask" "I want you to lick my dirty.... little.... slut's.... C**T.......until I cum......on... your.... The luxuries that the brothel offered from the spas to the food was far superior to most any fine Inn. The other thing that made the family so successful was their unique selection of whores which they provided. Mistress Laris never purchased or trained a child to be a bathhouse whore that was over the age of eight years old. And there was not one child kept in the bathhouse that was over the age of twelve. When they turned thirteen the children were normally sold to be sex slaves in privet. She had three glorious hours in a real library.When Daisy walked in, the place was mostly empty. She looked around and spotted the Librarian on the back wall, up on a ladder putting books on a high shelf. She had never met her before. She seemed to be a young woman, probably in her late twenties. She was slim and had brown hair tied back into a bun. She wore glasses.Daisy walked up under her. She looked up to ask her where she might find something. The sight that she saw caught her by surprise.. I watched from the front porch as Kim gave him a full open mouth kiss as a goodbye and then he drove away. Kim stood there for a few seconds until Rick’s car was out of sight over the hill and then slowly walked back to me. The cool night air made her nipples stone hard and my cock responded by throbbing and releasing a few drops of pre cum, staining the front of my g-string. “Aw, looks like someone’s little penis is all hot and bothered.” Kim said as she reached out and grabbed my dick through.