I almost felt sorry for her. Almost!I released Peaches from the bathroom sink and took her to the bed. I placed her on her knees on the very edge of t...he bed and then pressed her face down into a pillow. I had to smile when I looked at her like that. Her ass was high in the air, her knees were out wide, and her tiny tits were there for the taking. Her pussy was foul looking and was covered with crusted on pussy juice and it smelled of piss too. It was funny but her asshole was the cleanest thing. My fucking lord she was so gorgeous!Well, it took a little longer than usual. I noticed Haifa Wehbe seemed to be becoming more and more agitated as each minute passed. After about ten minutes, she was panting, perspiring and starting to tremble."Ermmmmm... Are you OK, Miss? Is there something I can do?"She looked at me and looked away a few times, shuffling from foot to foot. Eventually she turned and walked right up to face me."Can I please have your cum?" she asked, her eyes widened and her. The next thing I felt was the ropes on my ankles being pulled up in front of me and I was off the floor being suspended from the beam fortunately guys grabbed my thighs and helped with holding my legs up. There I was spread eagle like a chicken and I felt someone eating my pussy. I never realized what a sensation it was to be completely helpless until that moment. There were hands all over my body and my tits were being fondled like they never were before. I must admit it felt good!!!I know. Strictly speaking, this skirted the legal definition of prostitution rather closely and just as apparently was old hat to her. Melissa’s cheating had about the Almighty Dollar more than about sex, though she didn’t exactly hate how she earned the big checks.However, once Melissa saw my reflection in the mirror, her response changed from a phony climax to a real one, not even stopping until her partner shot out his load, bareback, into her twat. I could tell that being caught excited her in some.