I kissed her bye and told her i would be back in a bit and left.I got to the club and met my friend she looked really good she then leads me to a boot... and tells me what we were doing basically we were prostitutes and we were our own pimps as she put it id get to pick the guys or girls and keep all my money at first i wanted to walk out and go home but i stayed thought about my girlfriend and our life then told my friend ok she gave me advice guys pay more than girls and then stuffs a pack of. Taylor was mortified. She was shamed and became aware that her almost hairless pussy was a bit moist. She hoped that it wasn’t noticeable to the two men.Her father wasn’t aware that she was starting to get wet but Principal Argus had seen the reaction before in some of the young girls he had disciplined previously.He smiled and said. “Next step is the strap. Prepare for it Taylor.”Joe was about to object but he faltered as Argus retrieved a short three foot long, four inch wide strap from his. I started responding back and it was getting wild.I started rubbing her boobs over her clothes while she placed her hand on my dick and started rubbing it over my pants. She thrusted her tongue into my mouth and started licking my tongue. We started exchanging saliva while feeling each other’s bodies.I slid my hand inside her top and started rubbing her boobs over her bra while my other hand was busy with her ass. She was trying to moan out loud but I kept kissing her and could feel her. Also, being found in her apartment unable to function, would be unforgivable. Dealing with a shit storm was a job requirement. This shit was somehow different.It wasn’t dealing with a headless corpse, or the murder of a homeless man, it was worrying about a baby that wasn’t even mine. Damn these fucking hormones, I thought as I climbed the stairs. The mood I was in probably had nothing to do with my daily cocktail of feminine hormones. It was easier to blame everything on them.I entered my cold.