When Mitchell was home he would sit at his computer and code machines and video games but Mitchell would spend most of his time, watching porn, helple...ssly jerking his unfortunately small penis. He was aware of his small, barley 3 inch penis and was glad no girl had ever seen it. Mitchell wished he could make up for his lacking penis with good looks, but his unluckiness continued there, too. His body was nowhere near a body any girl at school would desire, so Mitchell was at a very hard loss.. .. I sighed. “Yes Sir, of course” He made no reply, but looked down at his now wilting, some what pathetic member. “Well, you’ll have to wait for it then” he frowned. “How much?” “For you... two hundred” I answered. Twice my normal charge. Greasy boy lapped it up. With a wink he fished the money out of his discarded trousers and tried to tuck it seductively into my only remaining item of clothing, my hitched up miniskirt. However he managed to drop three twenties onto the floor, and I had to. Sarasu hesitated for a minute and later said reluctantly 'alright — show me".I quickly removed my pant and underwear and stood nude before her. My cock was up and beating nicely and it had become wet also. But my black foreskin tightly covered my shaft. I stood like that before her with some shyness. She looked at my beating shaft for a minute. Then with a smile she said "brother — she has unnecessarily frightened you — you are perfectly okay"I asked her with relief "is it alright — there is no. All staff however wore sensible shoes. The work was undeniably tiring and long. Her work began just after eleven in the evening and continued to between six and seven in the morning. The hours were not kind to Innocence. She went to bed at the same time as most people were waking up, fortunately sufficiently exhausted not to be disturbed by the sun penetrating through the thin curtains to her bedsit or by the roar of the city traffic. She would wake up late in the afternoon and prepare.