As the girls danced the men verbally assaulted them. The 2 men took pleasure in calling the girls names. Whore, slut, bitch to name a few. The loved t... use the words tits, jugs, twat, pussy and cunt.“Shake those big tits,you little whore” Jim directed at Tina. “Make them jiggle for me.”“Show me that hairless twat.” Rick directed Barb. “Let me see what so special about beauty queen pussy.”As the verbal abuse continued the girls smiled and danced. They were well aware that this is what they were. “Oh.”“Thanks for being so sweet about this and not complaining. You’re 18, you’re an adult now,” she said, sitting across from him, nibbling on her bacon.“I figured I’m not getting younger, making friends and going out is something I’ve never really done. Might as well do it now! Maybe you can hang out with me some time,” his mother suggested.“Uh, no thanks,” Curt smiled awkwardly. He didn’t want to see her out with her friend, but at the same time he wanted to be at home to catch a glimpse of. Because of that I got distributed and wanted to be him like that. So I searched in the internet for some paid fun, you guys know what Bangalore is the only that we can do anything with money. So I searched in the internet and talked to many and found one number near to my residential area, and dialed that no and a sweet voice attend the call and I inquired everything and liked that voice. Now come to the heroine of the story, she is in her 30’s and nice figure and a beautiful aunty who reside. I'm not a violent man and never had been. I'm not particularly big but I'm burly enough and had an upbringing that meant that I dont usually get messed with. And on the few occasions in my far off youth when a few violent sc****s were inevitable, I usually emerged uns**thed through the clever tactic of running as fast as I can in the other direction. That said, on the two or three occasions were I had to get physical I gave a reasonable though not spectacular account of myself.My latent.