Inviting Agent Terra Sweet Nailed For Money

She couldn't help it - she knew she could technically be a good girl, not ask strangers to play with her twat - but that she wouldn't. That she would think with her cunt and do whatever it took to cum, regardless of the consequences. And she did. She teased and begged the customers on the next night to touch and penetrate her pussy, and Edgar caught her, and pulled her away from them by her hair, and slapped her, and took her out the back, to the rooms where the prostitute girls turned tricks. He told her she could work her last hour here, or lose her job, and Laura cried but said she would do it, that she didn't want to lose her job. By this time Laura had completed her non-resistance training at the Clinic and was being raped by Roy on each visit. This wouldn't be her first time with a man. She knew that, sober, she would never blowjob agree to this, would never agree to fucking any man, let alone a stranger, for money. But she had been drooling from her cunt for hours, she had fingered herself on stage that night, been licked out in public by a girl, and she had just had a finger up her fuckhole about Hardcore to make her cum before Edgar had pulled her away. She needed to cum, she needed to not lose her job, and pov she was going to let this happen. Normally the girls were required to give public their clients a full service, put on a show, flirt and flatter, but Edgar rightly sensed that Laura was only barely thinking right now, so he merely told her to lie on the bed with her legs spread. She obeyed, and rubbed her cunt as she waited, and soon Edgar returned with a client, one of the customers who had so recently watched Laura lezzing off on stage and wanted the pleasure of raping the pink-haired big-titted slut he had seen. He didn't bother with foreplay - he just took his cock out of his pants and moved towards Laura. At this point, something in Laura's brain took over, and reminded her that she *didn't* want to be raped, that this was wrong, that she shouldn't be here. She started to wiggle. She wanted to bring her hands up to stop the man, to keep him away, but she found she couldn't move them. Her conditioning was in full force. She tried to bring her legs together, but they didn't obey, and as the man knelt between her legs she found herself spreading them even further to give him better access. The man slid his cock into her cunt, and began to fuck her, and Laura just tried to concentrate on not crying, because she was afraid if she cried the client would get scared and Edgar would fire her. Instead she just focused on the pleasure she had wanted, the stimulation in her teen groin. The client was using a condom, which was good, although Laura found herself wishing he wasn't, so she could feel that hot gush of cum inside her. The drugs took hold of her, and by the time her client was reaching his orgasm, Laura was bucking her hips against him and moaning, and when he came, Laura did too. She lay there after she left, processing. She had orgasmed from being raped. From being raped by a man. From heterosexual sex. She had had the cock of a strange man inside her, and it had made her cum. She had fucked a stranger for money, because she was too horny to think straight. She had agreed to be a prostitute just because she hadn't been able to resist her need to be fucked by a man. Her hand moved to her pussy and began to pinch her clit painfully. Her other hand started to squeeze her breasts, hard, trying to hurt them. She was a slut. “Azeri. Give me the real thing.” She said. I can't believe this.” “I...I don’t know. I was quick to tell her about the Walters’ place- only blowjob about 30 minutes from the hospital. “Brains?” Justin asked. My tongue slid through her pussy folds as she did. This would eliminate any interest by law enforcement should anything happen, such as an accident. Then he slowly pulled back, the stiff shaft bouncing free of her swollen sex. I stared, getting hard myself. I got on the bed, kneeling as I approached Nicole. The teasing pushing the girl to a state of sexual madness. “Jesus, Brandon. As we pov finished our tasks I saw Sheila and mentioned we were going for a break, and asked if she'd like to join us for some comfort. Nicky and I had a glass of wine while Shawn was in the shower. “You’re such a wimp.” She pushed me back against a kitchen cupboard and yanked down my shorts. But NOBODY takes advantage of you. Barb came over and helped him deliver the cool beverage to his guests. “Come on Tanya, Hardcore spill, what’s this about a vibrator zapping you?” Clara asked. public teen He wouldn't listen to me. Why? Then Mike took a few more shots of me lying there diapered. I couldn’t even understand how she could ask. She wasn’t a thong bikini kind of person but the bottoms still showed what she considered to be a good amount of her small butt. She whimpered, matching my passion. We are unable, at certain times, to bring into our consciousness with sufficient force the memory of the suffering and humility of even a week or month ago. I grunt as each string pumps out of me and i hold her close to me pressing her tits against my chest. James sucked on my pussy and drove his tongue into me. I took a deep breath as I threw my head back away from Mikes lips.