I am not going to torture you as severely as I would others. I don?t want you to lose your faculties.? I said ?Thank you, sir! Thank you thank you t...hank you.? He smiled and said ?You are welcome. I am going to take you down from there and let you rest in your cell? and I said ?Thank you? several more times. He unshackled my wrists and I hugged myself hard, my arms had been stretched away from my body for so long that it felt like a great relief to finally be able to move them in the other. Harder this time. The hot tight walls of her arse grip my cock, squeezing it, holding it. I'm half inside her now and stroking her faster."Fuck me," she commands.So I do. I push into her, deeper, and then move back. Now she's ready, and I move slowly into and out of her. Stretching her, opening her, fucking her arse. A summer daydream come true.She's silent but for hard deep breaths and grunts when my cock slides into her. I see her lovely arse cheeks part for me, her puckered hole stretched. Then out of the blue, he said, "As a business proposition, you know the going rate here in Dallas is $400." He let that hang in the air while I tried not to spit out my wine from the shock."You've paid?" I asked. Suddenly, I had a whole different opinion of this otherwise charming man."A few times." I wondered what a few was. "But it is never as nice as with someone special like you." That was supposed to make me feel good?Anyway we had some more very awkward conversation until suddenly, he. I was wearing jeans that showed off my legsand bottom. Not wanting to have any unsightly bulges in my pockets, Icarried a small purse for all my incidentals, ID and money. I hadfound it at a sidewalk fair. It had a beaded design with a puppy onthe outside flap. My demi-cup bra was barely visible under my pinkcotton blouse. On my feet I was wearing white tennis shoes with pinkshoe strings and a pair of cute ankle socks. Since I no longer had toconfine my hair styles to those that worked with a.