” “You want me to be your whore?” “Why not? You already did it and liked it, and you said you wanted to do it some more, so what’s the probl...m?” “I know, it’s just that--” “You need some time to get used to it?” “I guess that’s it. I mean, no one ever asked me to be a prostitute before, not before last night that is. You really want me to be a prostitute?” “It’s not what I want, but what you want, if I am hearing you correctly. I’m just offering you the opportunity to do what you said you. I pulled him up on top of me. “Poor baby has not even cum once this morning. I know you are anxious but I need you to go slow. Give me those deep slow thrusts that will draw out the wonderful feeling of you filling me and taking my mind to another place. I do not want to cum until you cannot wait any longer. Then you can pound me hard and we will cum together as you shoot that hot seed to the very deepest part of me.”He did as I asked. I felt as if I was floating on a magical cloud, whisked. I want it up me now”. He stepped backward and she dropped the thong to the floor, leaving it like a red stain on the faded carpet. “ Now I’m ready”. Stu moved quickly towards her, grabbing her round the waist and forcing himself between her thighs. They both groaned as he entered her, her groans increasing as he forced his way in. Her legs rose from the floor, trying to find a place round his waist, her hands suspending her body from his shoulders. They were moving together now, Stu shoving. I took a dump (it's hard to wipe with pine needles! I had to keep scrubbing my hands with the sandy dirt to get them clean. I had no water to waste. Next time I pissed I'd save it to wash my hands.) and quickly broke camp. I kept on walking. About two and a half hours after dawn I topped a ridge to find an old farmstead. It had been long abandoned. The buildings had partially collapsed. I smiled. Resources.From what had been left for me, I could have been in any time from the late 1500's to a.