Pulling his fingers out and his mouth away from her body the orgasm was cut off. The young girl flicked her dark hair from her face and looked at him ...pleadingly. Desperation in her beautiful eyes as he sat back and motioned to her. Precum dripped from his hard cock. He grabbed her arm and pulled her on top of him pushing his tongue into her mouth, forcing her to taste her own juices. He broke the kiss and pushed her head down. Her young lips slipped over his cock head sliding half way down his. I mentioned that story because I can relate to it so much. The sex was a job to these women. It’s how they fed their families. I would often just tell them they didn’t have to talk and I’d always tip them a few extra bucks. I would like to think that they really wanted to be with me. In other countries I actually dated quite a few good looking women. Most all would have sex with me. I did remember what my dad said about condoms. A few times I got wasted on weed and didn’t use them. Twice I had. ” I hate myself for it. But I am helpless in the face of such powerful teenage urges. How could I have got myself into such a humiliating situation? The shame of being degraded like this is overwhelming. But the rush of sexual pleasure is intoxicating. “I don’t want to,” I gasp in reply, “I don’t want to”. But still I rub my aching, tingling clitoris, and still I rock back and forth against his hand, and still his fingers ram themselves deeper inside me, and still I pant and gasp for more. “Yes. I bit her lips, sucked her tongue and we exchanged saliva.Radhika got down, went to the dresser and brought some cream. She applied some of it to my dick and some to Bobby’s asshole. I slowly entered Bobby’s ass. It was tight and in 3-4 thrusts, I was inside Bobby. I started jerking slowly and was gradually increasing the speed of my thrusts. Bobby was moaning slightly. Radhika positioned her pussy before Bobby’s face and Bobby started licking her pussy. I started to feel pressure building in.