He didn't want this- he knew that. But he'd been made to please. It was his purpose, and he was fulfilling it.He leaned forward, and licked the tip of... Foster's cock, tasting the bitter fluid leaking out, then passed his tongue along its length, all the way to the hair, and back, and was both gratified and sickened at the sigh of approval that escaped the man's lips.Simon knew what to do next. He tried to order his face forward- he'd done this all before, hadn't he? Even if he couldn't remember. Didn?t I just read that 5% of the women in the U.S. under thirty were CELTs? Legalization made sense, Ithought, with today?s overpopulation. People needed a way out of their poverty.After a few years a CELT, which stood for Contracted Escort-Long Term, couldearn enough money to make a new life for themselves and often for their entirefamily. This made sense to a lot of people, despite the moral issues.Of course, only a tiny fraction of the world?sbillions, just the most beautiful, the. I felt like everybody in London was looking at me, and I kept my gazefixed on the sidewalk. Debbie took my hand and told me to relax. Beccaput an arm around my waist and so we walked to the Tube.On the platform I finally dared to look around. Nobody seemed to takespecial notice of the three girls standing there, apart from a guy whowas admiring my legs. Our eyes met and he winked. I blushed and Beccalaughed.The train came and we found a place to sit. I crossed my legs, trying tocover my legs,. Her nakedness hung in flaccid modesty for a moment before she slid between the covers.“Breaking my purity promise to my grandparents— to God.” Savannah caressed her hardening stomach. “I went from zero to sixty, and I’m getting a baby out of the deal.”“True. These aren’t the ideal circumstances.” Maddi cradled Savannah’s head close to her breast. “But believe me when I say you’ve got a miracle baby growing inside you.”Savannah looked up. Her brown eyes softened when they locked with Maddi’s.