”“Yes, Daddy,” I shuddered. Tonight, I could leave in my go go dancer outfit. No changing to keep Mother from finding out. I loved being a wicke... whore.Dancing at the club helped to control my eagerness. Last night, I was too busy giving lap dances to be excited for tonight. I savored men squirting their cum into me as I writhed on them to the beat of the Beatles, the Beach Boys, the Four Tones, the Turtles, and more. I had my best night, walking out with seventy-three dollars after Daddy’s and. Two girls, sisters seemingly, burst out of a side door and colliding with each other, nearly ran into me. They halted and their wide eyes ran up and down my body. They didn’t say anything, but blushing and giggling, they turned and ran through the church’s front doors. I again thought about the fact that I was short one concubine. Then I came to my senses.The service was comforting in its predictability. Song, opening prayer, three songs, communion service, song, sermon, and final song. I. He tasted a bit strong but boy did he cum a lot. Wow! He withdrew and I heard a tap on the wall behind me. Someone had been watching me suck cock and record it. I felt like a total slut but I didn’t’ care. I wouldn’t’ have believed it before that night, but I became addicted to cum. I had eaten my own for my Ma’am, but here I was sucking stranger’s cocks and swallowing their cum and I was in bliss! I’m not sure how many cocks I sucked before my phone went off, but somewhere around 12-13.. Depending what mood she was in she could change into a complete different person. Other people in the apartment building did not like her very much because she never really spoke a lot to the others.Once she asked me on a Saturday morning if I had some time to come over and help her out moving some furniture. "Sure no problem", I went over to her apartment and did move the sofa and some heavy chairs and it was ready in just a few minutes.She then asked me if I wanted to drink something, it was.