.." I moaned as I felt my hole pucker in response to the sensitive feeling it got from my touch. I never thought it could feel so nice playing with my...booty. Duke certainly knew how to do that for me. I though of him and the image of his massive dick made me bite my lips. Just seeing him in my head got me feeling so hot. Damn! My fantasy felt so real. It was almost as if he was standing in front of me. Hold on... yes he was."Duke!" He was standing in front of me by the door, grinning. "I don't know what you did over spring break, but you don't walk the same." Claire stated on their walk to campus one day."How so?" I'm not really sure, but it used to be that when you were tired, like early in the morning on our way to class, you seemed to more likely to trudge than walk to campus." Yeah?" Marisa asked, still not quite seeing her point."Well, now you don't. If anything it seems like you glide." Oh, does it look weird?" Hardly, I mean you still sway your hips but your upper. I need you to fuck me again!" Luanne hissed at me. This was only somewhat unusual; rarely did she offer to let me do her doggie. In fact, we had never done anything much more adventurous than missionary and an occasional doggie in all our time together -- not by my choice, though. Luanne never asked for more. I had not ever wanted to push things sexually with her; and we both seemed to be satisfied sexually, even with our limited repertoire. And there had never been any arguments about our. I took some time off to digest all the things happened to me, I wanted to try a gigolo, I wanted to splurge money on him, I know it was strange, here I am sleeping with men for money but I wanted a gigolo, was it sex, I guess not, does any slut want sex which she is paying for, I wanted sex to dominate, to show the power, and not be a meek prostitute, who only earns money while whoring around.As I said, I had the suitors all around me, boys were ogling on my sexy body everywhere, but they never.