I didn't refuse of course but I started in the bedroom as she was in the bathroom putting on her makeup. I could hear her heels tapping against the ti...es as she moved around and even that sounded sexy. I looked in the rubbish bin first and unfortunately didn't see anything like the day before. I commented on how nice she looked and she popped her head out of the bathroom and said thank you. Her hands were actually holding a bunched up stocking which I assume she was just about to put on. I. And she wondered what the traces of white powder were that lined her nostrils.God, did the shower feel good.Twelve or more jets surrounded her. They massaged her sore body. The sizzling water at least took some of her exhaustion with it down the drain.When the steam cleared up, she inspected herself. The swollen red nipples were crowned with fiery bites and hickeys. The puffy red pussy-lips still oozed a sick dribble of white. She winced when she tried to touch her ass hole.Even the fluffy. Who cares? It's just another two bit whore that come a dime a dozen! Literally! Whores are of so little value that you can literally buy a dozen of them for only a dime. But nobody around here really cares, because slut trafficking has been in effect for almost 77 years now. They have absolutely no rights and no one cares about them. Not even the sluts themselves cares about their own lives, only the pleasure of men. You see, in factories where the nasty sluts are born, the moment they are. The way he was slowly working his finger in me was driving me crazy. That’s when I felt another finger slide in. He then worked past his knuckles and all the way in. That's when he hit the spot. It wasn’t long before I felt cum leaking from my cock as he rubbed my prostate. Then he just pulled out. I groaned as I was already missing his fingers. Then he told me to turn over. This was odd because I didn't have a blanket or towel but then again, he just pulled two of his fingers out of my ass,.