. goddamn beautiful. She invited me in, closed the drapes and we hugged for like five minutes. Then I realized where we were."'Isn't this an Angels bu...ilding?' I asked. I mean I know it was, but I had to know why. I mean first of all why would she be whoring like that? And second why be with the Angels?"She told me the contented whore story you told her. She rented a space a bit off the beaten track, deserted late at night. She enjoyed her 'penance, ' as she called it, but it got boring standing. I began to hum. Her breath was ragged, her thighs clamped to my ears, her moans louder and longer. Suddenly she stiffened! her body went rigid. I looked up at her face. Her eyes scrunched shut, her mouth opened in a silent "O" .Then she went limp. I kissed her clit as I lifted my head. She opened her eyes, smiled and panted "I told you, you'd be an expert in no time."I crawled up beside her and kissed her full on the mouth, my tongue searching inside her mouth. Her hands found my pointed. ”She looked relieved, then puzzled. “What is that, my Lord?”“Can we tone down the ‘my Lord’ stuff for a while? The problem is that I promised you that I would be your slave for this afternoon. I will not break my promise to you. What shall we do about that?”“You don’t need to…”I interrupted her, “You didn’t hear me. I will not break my promise to you. Given that, do you have any thoughts? Is there anything you would like to do with me, or to me, or have me do for you?”Marta looked crestfallen. I often made her sit and watch while I fondled, played with or fucked her husband. After Christmas dinner, I had a surprise for Todd and Sally. The door bell rang, and six guys from Sally's history class showed up. I knew lots of the guys who fucked her by now. They thought of me as her pimp. I had the boys strip, and I must say they were all muscular and well hung. They all took turns fucking Sally in the pussy and ass. They were proud young studs, walking around waiting for their turns with.