It was like some other person took over and accepted without consulting me. That and the twenty five an hour, I suppose. Plus tips. Well, cut to the c...ase. Thursday night I'm sat in the booth, nervously waiting and wondering what I'd got myself into. I'd been in there about ten minutes when my first client arrived, and announced himself by slipping his cock through hole number one. I took one look at it and all my misgivings melted away. I fell to my knees in front of it just like the horny. I panicked and screamed like the cunt I was. I felt that he took out my butt-plug. And he started sniffing and licking it.“MMMmmm! Your little pussy hole tastes amazing! Oh bitch, you’re going to get it! Teasing me like that!”He slapped my ass and tried to stick his cock in me.He was too big for my little hole. I screamed and started crying.“Please don’t, sir. It hurts too much!”From behind he stuck 2 fingers deep in my mouth. I gagged on his fingers. He then took out his fingers and put them. I hadn't made plans and was kinda blaming myself for it. It was early evening and since I didn't have to go to work the next day I decided to go to a local watering hole. At least I always knew someone there and wouldn't be alone for the rest of the night. Sure enough as I walked in and headed for the bar I heard someone call my name. It was Blake, an old buddy from high school."Hey Blake why are you here? Are you visiting some relatives?" I said. "Nope, I just move back to town" he said. He. ”“You’re the boss, boss!” she said flirtatiously, and stripped off, standing before him spectacularly nude.“I think I like that outfit even more,” he complimented her with a smile, as he admired her athletic figure. “How are the cheeks this morning?” he added playfully.“I had a lovely red handprint on my right one last night after the storm,” she told him, her blue eyes sparkling brightly. “Your cum did its work though, and I’m shiny and new once again,” she pouted, turning to show him her.