I met a man who was 20 years my senior. He took me in one summer while my c***dren were visiting their dad. I was essentially his servant and sexual p...laything.He and his friends used me as their whore. If I disappointed him or any of his buddies I would be whipped soundly. If he felt like marking my body I would be whipped. It is during that time I discovered how much I liked sucking a nice hard cock. It is something I strived to be good at so that I wouldn’t get beaten. Oh I enjoyed the. Childhood came to an abrupt ending for her. Being an adult sometimes sucks cheese.Gracie came aboard from a final recourse pet adoption service. Gracie was a ferret, and a sweeter little girl I swear that you've never seen. she'd crawl up my chest and nibble on my chin while chirring at me. Eventually she wormed her way into Cindy's heart. Soon things approached normal again.I have an evil secret. You see, I play the bass sax. there isn't much call for a bass sax in a modern band, unlike a bass. The guy had posted some of his nice pics. He was black, in his early thirties, muscled and very handsome…After chatting during three nights; he proposed me to meet him to fuck.He texted me the address of a cheap motel by the highway.Two hours later I knocked at the door number he had indicated me.The door opened. He was an older man, in his late sixties; not so big nor muscled… and he was white…He had a smoking cigarette in his lips; his body was wrapped in a towel and he had no shirt. His. I tried to memorize every detail as we walked, almost floating, back to her room. Her soft hair shining in the light, her smell and hand pulling me after her down the hallway into her room. Turning to face me, our lips met again, her hand sliding down my chest to my belt. Undoing my pants, she pulled them down enough for them to drop, and I stepped out of them. Still in my black boxers, I reached down, feeling a courage that I had never really had before, I grasped her dress and pulled it.