"Can't be too careful these days, besides you're a brothel worker aren't you"? I was taken aback. "It's more escort, I've got a few regulars they book... through that establishment." I fumbled. She smiled at me knowingly. "Any way I get to sample the goods, like the guys previous." My mind flashed back, I've had to suck 18 cocks to get this far, 6 last Tuesday then 12 on Thursday. They were pigs on Thursday, drunken losers seeing who could humiliate me the most. One jerk even ran a book on it.. A week later on we had first sex and then i got to know she had been drilled earlier as well. Though she maintained she ruptured her hymn in cycling but a guy can tell i suppose. Anyway it did not matte much cause i wasnt going to marry her or anything. She was a great lay though. If you saw her in public, dressed in a knee length top, leggings and combed hair, you would never guess what a wild kid she was underneath. Her role models were Marie Curie cause like her she never shied from. .’ she cried. Her hips were bucking as his mouth continued its onslaught. She shuddered as she released her juices into his mouth, screaming at the top of her lungs how good it felt. John smiled at her and slowly straddled her, his length pointing at her moist entrance. He watched as she took hold of him and stroked him for a few seconds before guiding him into her. Slowly he penetrated her, pushing himself into her. As he filled her, she moaned yet again. Her moans sweet music to his ears.. He got off the bed then, standing there a satisfied smirk on his face, ajob well done, she lay there panting, eyes half open looking up at him,waiting, expecting him to untie her. He reached over and pulled thegusset of her panties back over her dribbling sex, then with hardly asecond glance he looked at his watch and left the room, closing the doorbehind him as he went. She lay there a minute, nervous about being lefttied like that, before closing her eyes a feeling of elation, ofnaughtiness.