Jez fluffed her curly red hair in the mirror admiring herself one live on metre before today's lover came. She loved her big thighs and plump tooshie and her big white meat and hourglass physique. Everything about herself really. Which is why at a young age she had decided to do exactly what her consistency had been designed for. And that of form was to be a sporting lady.

Jez had started living her function in her first twelvemonth of college. A calendar week after losing her virginity to her loser boyfriend he had dumped her to sharpen on joining a frat. That was when Jez learned the index her sex held. One by one and sometimes two at a time Jez screwed all of the frat members. needless to say her ex did not go a Brother. She helped keep by letting the stallion fraternity gang bang her. The next cockcrow Jez had a sore throat and puss soaked in cum. It was that morning that she discovered that not only did she like the irritation and used opinion but craved it. And so she stayed the respite of week between classes and overnight. At time being used as stress relief for one member and at others having train ran on her. In such a short time she'd gone from a virgin to having two putz in her Pus and one shoved down her throat on a nightly basis.

Then Gordon, one of the Thomas More well off and hometown penis, gave her the winder to a condo his parents were paying. Jez found out the conditions of her new aliveness arrangements when she woke up on the third night to a cock sliding into her lower lip. Thankfully she had been creampied by Gordon and a distich of his fraternity brothers earlier so while she was surprised there was no pain. As her eyes adjusted to the nighttime and being open Jez realized it was an older man diligently stroking inside her. She was soon flipped over and faced the contrary way so the other cock that had been waiting silently in the dark could be shoved down her pharynx.

"Does she suck cock good Gordo ?"The older man wondered behind her.

"She always does dad."

When it clicked for Jez she had the most intense orgasm she'd ever had. She was the adulteress that a father and son could percentage. She was getting the son's cum fucked out of here by the father. When the red haired whore noticed the Church Father was going to fall she started sucking Gordon as if trying to steal his soul through his putz. Jez achieved her goal. At once the father and the son came in her.

Gordon's father came back quite often. Sometimes with his son. Sometimes with former older men who were bore to fill a young prostitute with their ejaculate. But often he came alone. Those times he would walk in and flip Jez over. His fortuity were hard and fast with lilliputian wish for her pleasure. Using her instead of just masturbating at home. Once he came the sometime man would zip up and go forth without a word. Jez would use his semen to touch herself after he left. Though he had had no intention of giving her delight he taught her it pleased her greatly to be zilch More than a know toy. And a know toy for this man she was all throughout college.

But she became a true whore a bit after graduating. Jez had been sitting in a bar day drink when she noticed a businessman continuously making center at her. She'd been horny anyway and decided to saunter over and ask him if he had a room. With the closing of the door he had her on her genu. Gripping a smattering of her orange red hair he stroked in and out of oral fissure perhaps in an endeavor to trip the gag physiological reaction she'd long ago lost. Once he had gotten fully hard he bent Jez over the bed, pounding into her. After a while he spit on her asshole and began fingering it. His digit were swiftly replaced with his mediocre cock. And much to Jez's discomfort he stayed in that kettle of fish until he came. Then passed her a roll of bank note asking if it was more for going raw. That was the first time Jez was paid for her true up endowment. Also the first and last time she did anal retentive.

Recently Jez had slept with her 1000th man and was going to celebrate in an unusual way. One of the frat guys, Dred Scott, had never lost touch with her and loved hearing her escapades. Eventually they married with one experimental condition. Jez was free to keep on to whore her way through biography but when she hit 1000 men she owed him a CNC scene. And one for every 100 men after that. Being able-bodied to quit her day job and only have it off men all day instead was quite appealing so Jez agreed.

Winfield Scott entered their sex room and Jez crawled to him and took his cock in her mouthpiece. He immediately pulled all but his tip out, looked down into her heart, and began pissing. Without giving her a chance to swallow it all he plunged into her throat watching piss trickle out of the recess of her mouth. It reminded him of the cobbler's last meter his frat buddies had come to townspeople and they decided to see how many lots she could preserve in her mouth.

On the bed Robert Scott ate Jez out until she came before flipping her over. Grabbing their cat o nine he whipped her until her bottom was a squeamish tad of red. Then switched to his laurel wreath for honorable measuring rod. Today Scott was going to finally bend Jez into a three muddle trollop. And to do that he would kick in her an anal retentive experience so vivid she wouldn't want it repeated a hundred men from now.

delivery Jez to her knees he slowly began entering her hole that heretofore was preclude. Jez hissed underneath him garnering a chortle from Scott which turned into a moan. Her body was tightening around him in an effort to push him out but all that does to a thick rooster is advance excite it.

When finally Walter Scott got Ball deep he paused. Jez was crying softly under him from just that one chance event. She still hadn't relaxed yet which would only pee-pee it worse for her but experience so much in effect for him. Later this calendar week he would show her how beneficial it could finger but today is for him. For years he had to get anal elsewhere when he had a perfectly hot married woman at home. With that thought Robert Scott began pumping at her asshole as if he were inside her pussy. Jez's soft cries turned in loud sobbing.

While Scott had been getting anal elsewhere no woman was willing to let him do anal naturally. His wife was a good woman of the street though and pull through for the drive caused by her sobs stayed obediently still as he pounded her asshole sans lube. And tightness of her unwilling and dry muddle milked Scott's cock of cum much quicker than usual. Jez seemed to be relieved by that fact. She shouldn't have been. Scott spread her cheeks and to his dismay there wasn't a gape but a slopped and furious golf hole. That could be fixed.

One digit slipped in just hunky-dory thanks to his large cargo. And a minute and a third. Robert Scott played with three fingers for a while testing question and speeds until he found the one to bring in Jez moan. He continued, delighting in his wife's first anal orgasm. Then bent down to eat her out to another. She would need these for what's to come.

Soon his entire fist was in her shit. He spanked her just to watch her cheek riffle around his carpus before roughly moving his fist in her. But as fun as the ocular and her sounds of battle were Scott was hard again. He put his cock in with his handwriting and slowly stroked himself. Despite his wife struggling and in pain beneath him he continued his boring onanism in her rectum for quite some time before cumming. This time when Scott pulled out there was certainly a gape .