"Then it hit me, "It's because of who you are, who you are to me, I mean. What you represent, look."I pulled her around to face the rest of the room. ...Each person here represents something to me, the good and bad aspects of who I am. Strength, compassion, love, hate, envy, greed, lust; as I walked around the room I knew what each of them represented. Until I got to you; I couldn't figure out what you were. Before I came, I was told that I couldn't win this battle by myself, that I could choose. I was starting to break a sweat and I could feel my orgasm building deep in my belly. Suddenly Lucy pulled her hands away from herself and pushed hard against my thighs. I let go of her head as she reared back, gasping for air."Oh.... shit.... I'm.... so.... fuckin'...hot now! But you ain't done yet stud. I need to feel that big cock in my ass!" With that she turned around on the couch and assumed the same stance she took when she came in. "Come on Prof, you want to cum in my sweet ass don't. Not walk down the street completely in the nude in broad daylight. Not even to prove himself to Maddie. He didn’t like to say so though.“Right”, he saidMaddie clapped her hands, “brilliant “, she said, “You’re really, really not going to regret it”.Joe left the flat and walked down the street. His intention was to get past the skip, turn the corner of the street and run for it. But as he got nearer the skip his heart started beating and his cock started tingling. Could he really dare do. So, I looked at licking her pussy as an appetizer while I was waiting for a real meal like I got sucking Randy's enormous cock. I couldn't stop thinking about his cock as I looked up at my Mistress Sherry. "I can't believe my boyfriend is willing to be a whore for men, to suck any man's cock who pays him. I could never do that," said Sherry. "I thought about becoming a whore once. But the thought of letting ugly men touch me was a turn-off, for sure. But you, my boyfriend, you're willing to be.