”“Okay, this is only a proposal; you’re not obligated to do it of course. Hear me out first before you decide. For one thing, I believe we can c...arge fifty cents per pop for this, which is a much more – ah, efficient use of our time.”“What would people pay fifty cents to do with us?”Franny took a moment to get her courage together, “All right, the idea is that we’d people – guys mostly, I suppose – that amount for swatting us on our behinds. We'd put up a sign saying that we had been naughty.. Poetry can be very intense and I was careful not to wear people out. I thought of the old show business adage, “Always leave them wanting more.”Finally, I came to the last poem and said this is dedicated to a very special person. I described it as an existential love poem about illusion and reality and how we each create our own reality and choose to believe it’s real.Before I read it, I looked at Hannah and our eyes met. I smiled and she smiled back, but no one in the room knew I was reading. She felt the shock of pain finally its happening its going to tore her apart she thought & prayed“Please no, its hurts, I will do whatever you ask will do whatever you want but please don’t do this to me , my pussy is all yours you can fuck it hard as many times as you want, but please, I beg you mercy” it made him horny“Do you become my whore for lifetime, bitch??” he asked with his cock head still inside her“Yes I will become your bitch, your whore for lifetime but spare me from this pain,. She then bent down and sucked my cock and took her mouth down under to suck my balls. I could feel her flicking tongue as she licked my balls and then she started licking my ass. Oh what a pleasant sensation that was, as she ran her tongue over my ass. Then, she got on top of me and raising herself, positioned her cunt over my throbbing penis. She slid sown taking in the whole length of my massive dick. She started pumping, up and down! She was bent over me and her beautiful teats swayed in.