Lying there I began to reflect on what I had just been through. To be honest, I don’t care. To be honest, I don’t care. I thought about what I was doing and what a slut I had become, but what was most surprising to me was how much I loved it. He came quickly to the point. The phone rang. “Get the fuck out of my car you fucking pig.” He said. “No panties?” he questioned. “You are lucky I remembered to put on the skirt.”
“My lucky day.” He joked. How disgusting! “I’m going to sell you to a man and I want you to go out to his car and fuck him.”
My jaw dropped. I loved swallowing cum. I held my pose for ten seconds at least, making sure he got a good look. “So you are such a slut that you fuck a man in his car.” He said in a low angry voice. His fingers found my moist slit and his eyes widened. The odd time I can interest him in sex he
