A businessman from Washington. I don't remember his name, even if this conversation is still so vivid in my mind. Before midnight we were back in his ...otel room, I was on my stomach as he pretended to massage my sore back and his erection pressed against my ass. One thing led to another and I soon found myself riding his big fat cock. "It's a shame your little asshole doesn't have a hard cock inside of it right now," he groaned in my ear as he spread my cheeks. I moaned loudly. In our intense. She told her she met men for dinner, and sometimes showed them places of interest in London, but then she leaned forward, and made Zelena not to tell a soul."I meet men and they pay me to fuck." She said.Zelena's jaw dropped. "To fuck? Men pay you to fuck? You're a whore then?" No I'm an escort. Whores pick men up in the street and get paid 10 pounds, that's about 1500 kopesch. I meet men by appointment, in a private apartment or in their hotel room, and they pay me 200 pounds, that's about 30. “Just fuck me now, get it up me!” She was begging for it now, just like the slut I always hoped she was! Tim spat on his cock to grease it up and then started to push it in her arsehole. “no! no! not there, my pussy ,my pussy!! “As hard as I tried to fuck her up the arse the answer had always been no. Tonight though she had no say in the matter. Grabbing her round the waist Tim inched more of his huge cock up her dirt box. Pounding her quicker and quicker he grabbed her hair and pulled her. First, I am ordered to drop my pants and shorts. When theyare down around my shoes, my huge nine-inch cock swings out, the angry headslick with lube. I am then pushed against the tree, and my hands and anklesare restrained with old rope. Fr. Joe goes into the cabin, and then comesback with a willow switch, the gnarled twigs bunched together lookingmenacing as all hell. "NOW YOU MUST SUFFER THE SWITCH FOR YOUR SINS, MYSON!!", Fr. Joe growls. With that, he starts switching my bare, round.