He'd take my clothes away from me and drive me down to behind the club, he'd pimp me out to couples, transsexuals, transgenders, and bi guys looking f...or a 16 year old white boy to pleasure them.My favorite memory was meeting this 30ish year old white couple who were both very good looking. Robert spoke to the driver who handed him cash as his wife hopped between the seats and into the backseat. The driver was naked and stroking his probably 9" white cock as I sat in the passenger seat. The wife. “Yes Jules,” He was all business now, the consummate professional taking over. “I’ve been questioning the boyfriend. He’s the one who actually found her like this. Flew in from Miami this evening wanting to surprise her… but ended up getting the shock of a lifetime.” “I bet he did,” I replied sardonically. “But he’s not the only one, wait until the press gets a hold of this,” I muttered angrily. “Does he have any idea what took place here last night?” I asked resignedly, already knowing the. One of the school counselors, Mrs. Adams, walks into the room with a girl you don't recognize. While Mr. Dunken and Mrs. Adams talk you check her out but you can't see much from the back of the room. You can see she's got dark purple, almost black, hair and she's wearing a deep red skirt with a tight-fitting leather jacket and high black combat boots. As you look her over you realize she's also got her eyes on you. You instantly look away and hope you weren't too obvious with your oogling. You. ‘My gift, my love pulsing in you, filling you full, continuing to grow……Fuck,’ he exhausted as I wrapped my legs around him, pulling him in deeper, grinding against him as my wetness gushed out steadily. Far harder to get to than climax, I was being pushed into that moment where everything was fading away, where I was not in my head anymore, I was lost within him. ‘Getting close Kitty, I need you to look at me,’ he commanded. It took me a second to come back, to look up at him. I took a deep.