She was staring intently at a screen full of text, apparently on some kind of web site.I watched her for a moment, and nearly burst out laughing when ... realized that she wasn't just reading a story on the screen. She was naked, slouched down in the chair, with her legs spread very wide. Her left hand was squeezing one of her breasts, and occasionally pulling on the nipple, stretching it out until her breast elongated into a cone, letting it snap back, and then repeating the process.Her right. In that moment all I want is to please him and be worthy of his time and attention. I'm more than aware of how handsome and charismatic he is. I'm in no doubt that he'd have no difficulty in attracting any sub he set his sights on. He wants me. Although I'm old enough to be his mother, nearly twice his age, with stretch marks and cellulite, he wants ME. According to him I'm the filthy dirty cock sucking whore he's been looking for. A sluttier, nastier sub than he's encountered before. One who's. But you can never allow yourself to feel anything for a girl. There's no room for emotions in this business. You can't have women working for you when you have feelings.I learned how to switch off my feelings at an early age. As a pimp you have to rule, know it all, deal with everything, make sure nothing can ever hurt you. And the girl has to come home with the money, or else she's got a problem.The women were never more than merchandise to me. They were things, objects. I said to myself: 'If. Her panty was already wet by now. She was holding my dick, which was already hard and erect and poking out of my jeans. She was rubbing my dick over my jeans while I was enjoying her boobs.Then she suddenly stopped and asked, “Shall we go to a room or somewhere?”I readily agreed and took her to my flat, as I was living alone. We came to my flat and as soon as we reached, I locked the doors and we jumped onto each other like hungry animals.We kissed passionately and deeply. My tongue was.