My self:-yes I want one.Sheetal:-You should, and then you can control your feelings, prostitute don’t help to control such feelings.My self:-Prostit...te?Sheetal:-Yes they only takes money and you guys really don’t get much from them.MY self:-I never went to prostitute….Sheetal surprisingly said,Sheetal:-Don’t tell me that you are virginMy self:-hey I am….. and I think that is good.Sheetal:-good for what.My self:-Our society, I will be virgin till I get married, we all are virgin till we get. I'm intrigued and he says he'd like me to see him play. But first he's taking me out to purchase an outfit for our later pleasures. We go to fredericks of hollywood store, and purchase a maids outfit and nurses uniform as well as a body stocking and leather cat suit for me.I can hardly wait till later on to roll play and wear the outfits for him. We get to the soccer field just in time he quickly changes and I go sit in the bleachers to watch and cheer him on. He comes up and kisses me for. “You could wear traditional fitting suits and loose shirts, but you choose European tailoring and contemporary fabrics which highlight your broad shoulders and narrow waist. Is that vanity or confidence?” Rick squirmed, perhaps finding my comment somewhat arousing. Below his belt, he stirred, quickly sitting up straight and re-crossing his legs. His movements didn’t escape my look. I smiled. He blushed. By now we were both feeling a chemistry, or it was the gin. I broke the sensually tense. I was gagging as he drove his huge cock into my throat, the saliva pouring out of my mouth as I tried to keep up and tried to catch my breath. After several minutes he finally pulled me off his cock as I rose up a bit and tried to catch my breath again. "I wanna fuck her" he told Matt and before I could do or say anything, he pulled me up off my chair and we headed down to the restrooms and went into the men's room where I was told to bend over the sink and the man came up behind me, reached.