While at the same time, Larita gently sticks a soapy finger up my ass. The next load of cum is the largest I ever shot, Lee had some spilling over her...lips and onto her breasts.Aarrgghh, cumming again!”This time, Larita is there to take my cream in her mouth. She kisses Lee and they share my cream as Lee pumps my shaft with her hand.“Oh shit, here I cum!”This load lands on Laritas’ breasts.I help both women to their feet and Larita says, “Go sit on the bench and enjoy the show. When you are. “It’s more than that,” Eric said. He waved his hands trying to come up with the words to describe what he felt. Finally, he said, “It’s my chance to learn how to become a hero.”“Okay,” Dan said.“Look, we’re just regular guys. We’re not Superman, Batman, or Robin. We’re regular guys, but we had a chance to be heroes that day. You were, I wasn’t,” Eric said.Dan said, “I wasn’t a hero that day.”Eric frowned and said, “You saved that little boy and that woman. The boy could have been seriously. Turning around and running my hands up her back and sides to her shoulders again then working on her arms. I worked my way back down her body and to her legs and thighs running my hands on the inside of her thighs as she spread them allowing me a nice view of her pussy, I ran my oily hands up to her butt and massage her butt making sure my hands and fingers brush over her pussy lips as I did she would moan and slowly arch her back and lift her ass up in the air...I got bolder and slid my hand. Rosie gave me an advance so that I could get some new clothes for my new life, so I splashed out on some sexy new lingerie and a pair of high heels; when I tried them on in the shop I felt like a real tart, but, let's face it, that was exactly what I had agreed to be. In fact, I found myself wondering more and more what exactly I was: tart, prostitute, e(s)cort, courtesan, whore, hooker – so many different ways of describing a woman who sold sex, each one subtly different and implying a.