“I don’t mind the idea.”“Very well.” she moved a pen little piece of paper towards the redhead, reading how she takes responsability for any...hing that would’ve happened in there and agreed to fight and have sex in public if requested.Huh. Odd.It was an escort house, after all.But, well… she was that desperate. A little bit of sex wouldn’t hurt.“Just a signature here, honey.”The redhead shrugged, bending over to grab the pen and write her name. She didn’t even notice the receptionist stood up,. Late that afternoon, shortly before dinner time, Elizabeth came upstairs with my mom. This surprised me somewhat as I had no idea she would just drop by. As she came into my room my mom turned and headed back downstairs letting us be alone. I was a little bit embarrassed as I had not put any makeup on that day and figured my hair was a mess since I was asleep. “Hi,” I said shyly.“Hi back Miss Tori how are you,” she said?“Okay I guess,” I replied.“That’s not what your mom says, she said. After an awkwardly long silence, Dr. Cargill said, “Good job, but you’ll have to do better next time.”My heart sank. I stood up to protest. “Next time?! I gave you what you wanted. That should be enough for you to grant me an extension.” I could still taste his cum.“I think you enjoyed that.”All I could say was “What the fuck?”He pointed at my now obvious erection. “You not only enjoyed it, you want to do it again.”I was trapped again. It was true. I had enjoyed sucking my first cock, but I. "I've fancied you for ages." Same here Honey," she grinned. "That's why I was so forward in the office." Forward!" I laughed. "That's the understatement of the day!" As we spoke she often called me her 'biker tart' or such like and for all it should have shamed me when she used such terms instead it intoxicated me.With a slightly nervous look which was at odds with the light burning in her eyes Mandy asked. "You'll be my tart then?"Forgetting how I came to have hair dressed pubes and an already.