She panted and moaned, 'I am whore! I am whore now! 'Visions of her grandparents fighting world war two, now she was getting completely ravaged in som... shitty Los Angeles bar. 'I am whore!' The men all laughed. She saw her schoolmates faces flash in her mind. Her's the coy face in the group always trying to appear sexy and sophisticated. Now she knew why: 'I am whore!'One after another she felt their dicks invading her. Her body oozing. Spit covering her mouth and breasts. Her ass was wet from. I pushed my way back inside her, then I carried her that way to the toilet sliding her off and letting her drain.“You’ve done that before, haven’t you Mark? Would you hand me my purse, please?”I got it for her and she got out a money clip and peeled off three $100 bills and handed them to me putting them in my hand.I hadn’t anticipated that and I said to her, “I love you and call me as soon as you have made any progress please! I have an appointment to attend to so I have to go. Will you be all. . ' She was beginning to rev up and I interrupted her.'There's people wanting coffee, love.' Second lie of the day: 'I'll be at your place by ten-thirty, OK?' She said yes, distractedly, and I went back to the dining-room. I was pouring and serving when Anita came in, wet hair tightly plaited, and made straight for the coffee-pot.'Awake now?' With her pigtails and fresh-scrubbed face she looked about fourteen.'Much more, ' she said, 'and much better. A bit embarrassed.' She glanced up. 'I won't. I fucked her for about an hour. She came many times because of my hard on and finally I came outside her and we hugged and slept. I woke up after two hours or so and then wore my clothes and tried to put her clothes on when she got up, half in sleep still with a heavy hangover and helped me put on her clothes.We finally woke up after another couple of hours and I said I would leave, we did not match our eyes, she said she would make some coffee, while she was doing that I told her sorry for.