But none of it is for pleasure. XXX Marcel stretched my cheeks open wide and inserted himself all the way up. Whereupon Flo lined up to make me endure all of his ten inches one last time. ‘‘But there is more for you to polish. ‘‘You picked a good one, Raymond,’’ said the moustache. But you can make up for it anyways,’’ he said, while he grabbed the bulge in his pants, which sat loosely on his waist. Escort work paid a lot more than street prostitution. A spacious corridor with beige carpeting led me to the directed door number and I rang the bell. Justin was already tapping his dick impatiently. ‘‘How about you treat us on some dessert?’’
‘‘What you say boy,’’ asked Raymond, ‘‘You got one last round in you?’’
I never got a chance to answer that question when Flo bent me over the coffee table and spread my cheeks without warning.
