I was sucking and fucking multiple men each night for $20 to $50 a pop back in my day and here was Velvet, starting at the top and making thousands of...dollars a week and sometimes in one night, as she lived the life as a high end escort. I was living vicariously through my daughter now, even though I could have been fucking more men, I wanted her to enjoy the lifestyle that she had chosen. She talked to me about becoming a stripper or getting into porn, but I let her know that she had it made. Finally his hand was on fire so he knew it was time to change tactics. He stood up and pulled her off his lap and then he reached over and yanked her sweater and bra off in one fell swoop. He then pushed her bra up, revealing her bare breasts and reached out to tweak her hard nipples because he couldn't resist.His eyes trailed down along her naked body until he saw her pants pooled around her knees. "Step out of those pants," he commanded.Angel looked him in the eye and stepped out of her pants. The summer passed quickly, although the heat lingered well into fall, and the two a day football practices were reduced to a single practice after school. Jim fell into his role as starting punter and second string everything else. Practice devolved into basically getting beat up by the first string offense and defense for about two hours and then, the bright shining fifteen minutes at the end of practice where the team practiced punting. Jim’s job now was to catch the ball from the center and. The primary reason I kept this up was for my tuition, but now…it was something more. Now it’s a deep desire, a lust to get all my holes filled with cock and my body splattered with juicy cum… “Get up, sluts.” A voice wrenched me from my day dream, I could feel the bonds on my wrists untied, and the three of us were hauled to our knees. “Alright you whores, we are done for this morning, but don’t get too excited now.” Upon hearing our completion, I instinctively reached back to pull the plug.