Yes, Davey, I will be your team whore whenever you need me.When the fucking was over, I could hardly stand up. My legs were like rubber and my cunt f...lt like it had died. I was wasted. Finally, I was able to get on my feet, and Linda and a few guys helped me inside. Linda fixed me a warm bath, and she and I rested and cleaned up while the guys enjoyed their hamburgers and beer outside. Then it was time for the second part of the show. I was not sure what we were going to do, but I. " We got to his house about 15 minutes later. He lived just outside of a small central Texas town. He lived in a double wide. We went in and headed straight to his bedroom. He flipped on the light and turned. His cock was out of his pants already hard. He laid down on his bed and stroked it a couple of times. I bent over him and started sucking that nice cock. He talked the entire time talking about me being a good cocksucker. "Fuck yeah that is what a white mouth is fo'". He talked. . gorgeous gown ... Ohmygod..." You two just look like you're so in love," Patty said, trying to come to her friend's rescue.Me? A hooker in love? Marissa's pulse began to race. It took a minute to find her voice. "That would be nice, wouldn't it?"Kyra didn't say anything else. If she could have disappeared, Marissa thought she would have. Instead she tried to hurriedly finish up Marissa's makeup.When the final touches were complete, Patty turned Marissa towards a floor-length mirror.Marissa's. Meeting my gaze, his lips spread into a slow, knowing smile. His eyes never leaving mine, he raises the belt to his lips and licks my wetness off it in slow, sensual strokes of his tongue. With his other hand, he undoes the button on his dress pants and lets them fall to the floor. I can see his erection straining against his boxer briefs and I reach out a hand, twisting my body around, wanting to get them off him. “No,” he says, pushing me back down, and the belt cracks across my backside.