Jez fluffed her curly red hair's-breadth in the mirror admiring herself one last prison term before today's lover came. She loved her big second joint and plump tush and her big breasts and hourglass shape. Everything about herself really. Which is why at a Loretta Young age she had decided to do exactly what her trunk had been designed for. And that of course of instruction was to be a whore.

Jez had started living her intent in her first yr of college. A week after losing her virginity to her loser fellow he had dumped her to center on joining a frat. That was when Jez learned the exponent her sex held. One by one and sometimes two at a prison term Jez screwed all of the frat member. Needless to say her ex did not get a brother. She helped fete by letting the stallion frat bunch bang her. The next morning Jez had a sore throat and puss soaked in cum. It was that sunrise that she discovered that not only did she like the tenderness and used notion but craved it. And so she stayed the rest of week between category and nightlong. At times being used as stress relief for one appendage and at others having string ran on her. In such a light time she'd gone from a virgin to having two cocks in her puss and one shoved down her throat on a nightly groundwork.

Then Gordon, one of the Sir Thomas More well off and hometown members, gave her the winder to a condo his parents were paying. Jez found out the conditions of her new living arrangements when she woke up on the third Nox to a turncock sliding into her scurvy lips. Thankfully she had been creampied by Gordon and a duad of his frat brothers earlier so while she was surprised there was no pain. As her optic adjusted to the dark and being open Jez realized it was an older man diligently stroking inside her. She was soon flipped over and faced the opposite way so the other pecker that had been waiting silently in the dark could be shoved down her throat.

"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 slut that a father and son could share. She was getting the son's cum fucked out of here by the sire. When the red haired whore noticed the father was going to come she started sucking Gordon as if trying to steal his person through his cock. Jez achieved her goal. At once the forefather and the son came in her.

Gordon's father came back quite often. Sometimes with his son. Sometimes with other older men who were tidal bore to make full a unseasoned working girl with their seed. But often he came alone. Those times he would walk in and flip Jez over. His fortuity were hard and fast with little respect for her pleasance. Using her instead of just masturbating at home plate. Once he came the quondam man would zip up and leave without a word. Jez would use his seminal fluid to touch herself after he left. Though he had had no intention of giving her pleasure he taught her it pleased her greatly to be nothing more than a fuck toy. And a ass toy for this man she was all throughout college.

But she became a true sporting lady a bit after graduating. Jez had been sitting in a bar day drinking when she noticed a businessman continuously making eyes at her. She'd been horny anyway and decided to saunter over and ask him if he had a way. With the close of the room access he had her on her human knee. Gripping a handful of her scarlet fuzz he stroked in and out of mouth perhaps in an attack to touch off the gag inborn reflex 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 fingers were swiftly replaced with his medium hammer. And a great deal to Jez's discomfort he stayed in that hole until he came. Then passed her a roll of bills asking if it was more for going raw. That was the first time Jez was paid for her avowedly endowment. Also the first and last time she did anal.

Recently Jez had slept with her 1000th man and was going to celebrate in an unusual way. One of the frat guy, Scott, had never lost spot with her and bonk hearing her escapades. Eventually they married with one status. Jez was free to continue to whore her way through life but when she hit 1000 men she owed him a CNC panorama. And one for every 100 men after that. Being able-bodied to quit her day job and only jazz men all day instead was quite appealing so Jez agreed.

Scott entered their sex way and Jez crawled to him and took his cock in her mouth. He immediately pulled all but his tip out, looked down into her eyes, and began pissing. Without giving her a fortune to swallow it all he plunged into her throat watching weewee dribble out of the corner of her mouth. It reminded him of the net fourth dimension his frat buddies had come to Ithiel Town and they decided to see how many loads she could celebrate 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 rear end was a skillful ghost of red. Then switched to his palm for proficient amount. Today Scott was going to finally turn Jez into a three pickle loose woman. And to do that he would give her an anal experience so acute she wouldn't want it repeated a hundred men from now.

Bringing Jez to her knees he slowly began entering her gob that heretofore was forbidden. Jez hissed underneath him garnering a chuckle from Scott which turned into a groan. Her body was tightening around him in an try to crowd him out but all that does to a boneheaded peter is advance excite it.

When finally Walter Scott got balls deep he paused. Jez was crying softly under him from just that one stroking. She still hadn't relaxed yet which would only ready it worse for her but feel so a good deal better for him. Later this week he would show her how sound it could palpate but today is for him. For geezerhood he had to get anal elsewhere when he had a perfectly hot married woman at home. With that thought Scott began pumping at her bunghole as if he were inside her pussy. Jez's delicate battle cry turned in flash sob.

While Scott had been getting anal elsewhere no woman was willing to let him do anal naturally. His wife was a good cocotte though and write for the bm caused by her sobs stayed obediently still as he pounded her dickhead sans lube. And tightness of her unwilling and dry hole milked Scott's turncock of cum much straightaway than usual. Jez seemed to be relieved by that fact. She shouldn't have been. Scott spread her nerve and to his dismay there wasn't a gape but a tight and angry hollow. That could be fixed.

One digit slipped in just all right thanks to his gravid load. And a second and a third. Scott played with three fingers for a while testing question and speeds until he found the one to throw 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 up.

Soon his entire fist was in her bunghole. He spanked her just to watch over her cheeks wavelet around his radiocarpal joint before roughly moving his fist in her. But as fun as the visual and her sounds of struggle were Sir Walter Scott was hard again. He put his tool in with his hand and slowly stroked himself. Despite his wife struggling and in painfulness beneath him he continued his slow masturbation in her rectum for quite some fourth dimension before cumming. This time when Scott pulled out there was certainly a gape .