Sure! I don’t have anything going, anyway! I’d be happy to!” I replied. “Why don’t you stop by tomorrow. And I’ll show you exactly what I ...eed. OK?” she said as she turned, stared at my tented crotch, and smiled. I immediately headed for my bedroom, grabbing a box marked ‘baseball cards’ from under the bed. Opening the box, I pulled out a dog eared copy of an old skin mag. I had found. Flipped it open to photo of a young, large breasted girl, bent at the waist, ass in the air, and a come hither. Casually but well dressed, averagely handsome, looking sober. My smile was involuntarily broader than usual. The guy on the left stood up and walked toward me."Hi, I'm Tom." As I said before, I really don't remember what name he actually said. "Would you be so kind as to join me and my friends?"What an interesting phraseology, I thought. I gave him an affirmative smile and stood up."Put her drink on my tab," he said over his shoulder to the bartender.He sat me down as he introduced me to his. The weight and heat of a man’s engorged penis always amazed her. ‘What an engineering marvel,’ she thought, bouncing it against her palm. Then, sitting up to use both hands and to break free from his distracting fingers, Faith encircled the shaft, and slowly pumped. ‘Is the band-aid on my thumb bothering you?’ ‘Uh-uh,’ came a low response from a preoccupied mind. She smiled. ‘Does this feel good, Sweetie?’ ‘Good doesn’t begin to describe how I’m feeling.’ Letting one hand slip down between his. I hated her. She was my replacement and I hated her..She slept with me and wanted me to hug her but I wouldn’t. I couldn’t. She tried to please me by licking my cunt like Jack told her to do and even though I came I still would not hug her. Jack took her to work and spent hours with her. I was sent to service “normal” guys who wanted to fuck teenagers not children. I went through the motions and still had orgasms as I was gangbanged and made to fuck animals to paid audiences but it was.