What if she could find a woman who could satisfy Kirk in bed, someone who could take care of his sexual needs, not totally, but often enough so that s...he and the other woman together could keep Kirk's needs fulfilled? She shook her head as if to expel the outrageous idea, yet as she tried to busy herself with laundry, the idea kept reappearing, nagging at her, clawing its way back into her conscious mind.A prostitute? No, Kirk would never stand for it and besides there was the danger of disease.. I said no first but she insisted. So, I went in with her.Her apartment was a very spacious one and was beautifully decorated. She asked me to sit while she went in and started preparing coffee for both of us.I thought of having some fun and went to her room to check out if she had something interesting. The moment I entered her room, I saw her bra and panties lying on the bed (they were the used ones which she might have left before coming to meet me).The moment I saw those panties and bra, I. She was – obviously – young and very grubby. In fact I caught a whiff of her as I entered the room. Carefully picking her way over the broken glass, she was just lowering her feet to the floor when she noticed me – I walk very quietly – and turned to climb out again with a squeak. She had no chance though, as I caught her wrist. It was very thin, and she was trembling. I stepped back and lifted the phone."Please don't ... please don't call the police. Please don't hand me over..." she begged in. Patrick shot her an angry look and squeezed her chin, sliding his thumb over her lips and then into her mouth. I told you to tell daddy to put his cock in you more. I want to hear you say it, he demanded. I&hellip, I want you to put it in me more, daddy. Please put your thing in me more. She whispered in her little girl voice. He pictured Molly asking him those words and moaned loudly as he slid his cock inside her pussy a little further. He noticed how tightly she was squeezing her pussy, and.