I need to. . .uh think about this and make sure that I say the right thing.’ She laughed at that point and talked to herself: ‘Girl, this little n...te certainly has you rattled!’ She laughed at the truth of it: ‘It sure does!’ she admitted, the smile not moving from her face at all. She came to a decision, at least about her night, then: ‘Up, girl,’ she said to herself, ‘Even if nothing comes of this, we’re going to celebrate tonight.’ She swept her stuff to take home into her brief case and. Decent women have vaginas. I have a cunt. I am a cunt.I'm even lower than a prostitute. I don't even make them pay for the use of my body. I submit like a mindless cunt. I let them use my body to satisfy their lust because some man I fear and despise tells me I must. No money changes hands. Instead I give to them. I give them my body and I pay them for the privilege by withdrawing from what little remains of my rapidly diminishing pool of self respect.The head of the man's cock suddenly entered. I could recognize Noopur by touching any part of her body with my eyes closed but in this case, my head just wasn’t accepting the answer from the feeling of touch. But then the feeling of her presence was so strong that I had to take her name. Noopur – “Not bad! I thought you wouldn’t be able to recognize me so easily” Me – with a smile on my face, “I could recognize you even if we met after 20 years” Her – “Oh my! do I smell that bad?” & all three of us had a laugh As Dad parted to his room,. This opened her ass more. gave one more hard thrust into her bowels and started dumping a hot load into her ass. Then my load caused her to cum all over my chest and stomach. I actually liked it but I couldn't let her know that. She had a look of horror in her face. She knew she fucked up but couldn't help it. When I pulled out of her, I said clean my cock off after it's been deep in your dirty ass, I only wished I had some of your shit on it. I looked at her with anger in my eyes. I thought I.