'You're my girl,' I used to say. 'One day, we're going to get married. We're going to be so happy together.' You have to make them believe you have pl...ns for the future.But you can never allow yourself to feel anything for a girl. There's no room for emotions in this business. You can't have women working for you when you have feelings.I learned how to switch off my feelings at an early age. As a pimp you have to rule, know it all, deal with everything, make sure nothing can ever hurt you. And. She then poured out some more and reached round her back. I could see her putting an oily finger into her arsehole. She seemed to linger on the feeling.Gradually, she moved down to straddle me and lowered her cunt onto my cock. Such juices; such wetness. She leant forward so her lovely tits dangled on my chest and her nipples seemed to rub against mine.“What are you waiting for, Mark. I'm ready for you?”This was my first time to join in with a DP, so I wasn’t sure what to expect. My cock was. Oh fuck, she was soaking wet!"Ohhhnnn," she groaned wantonly into my mouth as we continued to kiss, my one hand gently squeezing her sumptuous breast while the other started to manipulate her dripping snatch. I moved my hand upwards between her spread thighs, my fingers exploring my mother's hot juicy cunt for the first time. Oh my God, did it ever feel fantastic. The soft petals of her labia were hot and slick under my fingers, the whole surface of her twat covered with her flowing juices;. The laughter brought feelings of comfort and confidence over me. After seeing that you hadn’t been offended by my erection, I felt more certain of myself. Our laughter for a brief moment had taken our minds away from the now throbbing and leaking erection in my jeans. With your hand still in mine, I turned to you and said,’look at me, I want to say something to you.’ You followed my instructions as your eyes returned to mine. I began to tell you how much I liked you. You smiled and then said.