No matter how much fuck I get, there is never fucking enough fuck for me, so I`m fucking paying prostitutes for fuck. Sometimes I fucking think I`ve b...came some kind of a fuck maniac. I am surprised I haven`t contacted some fucking venereal disease yet, since I fucking love a prostitute sucking my fucking cock without a fucking condom and then cuming in her fucking mouth, on her fucking face or on her stockings fucking legs. I found a fucking prostitute that had unprotected anal fuck with me. “I love you, never leave my side” she whispered into my ear, as we stared into each other’s eyes. Our night didn’t end there. We continued to be one with each other, swapping hole from hole. After the fifth or sixth time I blasted her pussy with my jizz, we finally collapsed together and passed from fucking each other’s brains out. I awoke with my cock still inside Amanda, and her still on top of me. She must have felt me wake, because she reared up, rubbed her eyes and began to swap spit. Oh. She rode my cock so hard I thought she was going to break it, thankfully she came hard before that happened. She slept sound that night in anticipation of the fun to follow the next day. Fortunately, Saturday went fast as she was busy getting the apartment in order, clean sheets on the bed, and preparing her body as well by doing her hair, shaving her legs and trimming her pussy. This was the early 80's and not many women shaved then. Mom had a beautiful brown triangle bush. After dinner. She triedto imagine him in a maids dress. It brought a smile to her face.She thought about how she could get him into the outfit. The moreshe thought about it the more she anticipated getting him into adress. She thought about when she told him she might put him inpanties and he didn't say anything to tell her that was not anoption. It might be easier than she thought. At bedtime she reminded him he had tomorrow to find something. Hedidn't answer and secretly she hoped he wouldn't find.