Our tongues danced aggressively as I pulled her body to mine, yanking her hand off my cock and draping it around my neck in an embrace. Impatiently, I... worked my fingers up between her legs and began rubbing. As Liz let the pleasure overtake her, I dropped my face beneath the water and licked her extra sensitive nipples. “Yes!” she screamed, going nuts from the stimulation. With a shock, I suddenly felt my cock go unattended as Amy released her grip. I looked at her to see what was going on, but. Tears stood out in her eyes, and that made me go deeper into her mind. Then I knew the truth. She was a hooker, I assumed she was a seasoned pro, good at her work. She was. She had never had an orgasm. Not one. Raped at fourteen by her step-dad, turned out for drug money by her boyfriend at sixteen ... no one had ever gotten into her.I resolved to change that. Right now. I closed my eyes and got down deep into her ... I reached way past her surface thoughts and down into where her body and mind. She loved fucking and from this moment on, she was going to do it everyday no matter what she had to do. Kari slid from the bed, went to shower, and dressed, and then she went down to the kitchen for some coffee, She was not sure what to expect when she got there but figured she would deal with that when the time came. When she entered the kitchen, the children were eating breakfast, Mrs. Donovan sat reading the social page and Mr. Donovan had a cup of coffee in his hand ready to offer it to. We threw several bucketfuls of water at her. She was really stinking. The prostitutes that usually attended the royal guards had probably taken forced vacations as their services had been provided by our Panther. I have to confess that I would have partaken in those sessions, but she was in too much of a mess when I came back to really care for it. She really was in a disgusting state, dripping cum from all her holes and crooks. Perhaps another day I could have her for me alone.She was greeted.