With dollar signs flashing in Marcy's eyes she agreed. Jenny and I both suggested that Marcy try her connections to see if she could get another one o... two at least for a while.In the conversation with Marcy about them I found out that the connection was Jeanna. Mid Western Bank was doing the financing for the manufactures R&D department and the bank had the option to do their own evaluation of all products. We were the banks evaluator with the Marathon tread mill line.The girls had all the. The handle had deep ridges on it and I knew it was going to feel amazing inside of me. It was so hard to concentrate on the road as I inserted the tube deep into my cunt, my muscles clenching every inch. I passed a road sign informing me that there would be a toll booth in 5 miles. It was now or never. I shoved the tube as deep as it could go and it disappeared completely into my hole, filling me completely and sending tantalizing shivers through my entire body. I still craved more. While the. He could only take an inch or two because he was so small but I rammed it down his throat causing him to gag, I sat on his stomach as he blew me, my eyes were rolling about as he licked the top of the head. I bent down and sucked his mouth then returned my cock to his lips before I hastily untied him.I suddenly pull out and without hesitation I stick my slippery cock into his young virgin girly boy hole. He screams as I enter him, I shove a pillow in his face to shut him up, his muffled cries. Afterward, he only called to get my things out of the apartment as he cleaned out the nest for another. William wanted me simply as weekly sex relief, an easy lay, no commitment, abandoned without a thought when caught, just his discarded Oriental whore. They wanted sex, not me. Like Mom in Hawaii, they were white men who sexed me, the Asian whore.I continued mulling over my life and convinced myself, what was not true, was. I was a bitch, whore, worthless, good only for sexing and believed.