Ian had carried on where Steve left off. He didn’t have much skill, or if he did he didn’t make much use of it, but even so the relentless pounding sent shivers through my body. Sexvideo You see the other thing about me is that although I might resent being called one by bastards like Ian, I really was a slut. In a sudden move he picked up my lithe body and bent me over the table. I loved sex and hated myself for liking his hand beneath my skirt, hated him too, hated my life but what can you do? They were all whores though you would never tell at first glance, elegantly dressed and discreet in their makeup the only hint one
