I thought for sure it had popped out and grown to the size of a cock. Or my arm. But when I looked down I only saw her hungrily eating my pussy.I was ...clenching at the sofa like a cat kneading its claws as I watched her devouring me. She moved her hand from my belly to the batch of hair above my pussy. Her thumb stroking slowly across my curls. Her other hand had moved beneath her mouth and was holding my lips spread.I closed my eyes and let my head fall back but she snapped my attention back as. I explain to him that this was my first time ever doing anything like this, he tells me to calm down and starts kissing me. the kissing evolved into me lying on the couch with my legs over my head, dress pulled up and panties to the side while he rimmed me. I was in heaven, after a few minutes he stops and stands up, unzipping his trousers and pulling it out, rock hard, at least 7 or 8 inches, thick and veiny, i start to get nervous but dont let him notice it. i get to work and start sucking. Tumbling into a small bathroom, the floor was already flooded with brine. I dropped down and waded through the lavatory into the corridor. ‘Anyone there’ I shouted again, ‘I’ve come to help!’ There stood on the middle of the table, in the kitchen, was Jacqui, the young brunette who – only two days before — I had been in bed along with her redhead friend. She was soaked to the skin and looked panic-stricken, weeping. ‘Get on my shoulders, we’re leaving here.’ I reached toward her and heard the. Recruiting them into his slave trade as she called it. Lending them out to men for an evening in return for their money. She wasn't impressed. Oh, she had been lucky to start with as he hadn't wanted her soiled but then as their marriage progressed; he had grown tired of her. When her father finally died, he became even worse. He used her to control the other girls but what made her feel really bad was when he needed someone to entertain his so-called 'more privileged customers.'She had been.