I crawled to her and settled into her arms, my head pressed to her chest. One hand stroked my hair and she made cooing sounds over my breathing. ‘Oh... baby, thank you,’ she said, her words soothing and soft and assuring. I snaked my arms around her torso and held onto her, the taste of fresh semen in my mouth, my jaw and ass holding the physical memory of everything I’d done. ‘Such a good husband, baby,’ she said, stroking my forehead. ‘You’d do anything for me wouldn’t you?’ I nuzzled my face. Nor in the motel, or club, or on the streets. Angel had no place to go to find companionship either. Her family was not interested in taking her in, and she wouldn’t even know how to find them. The friends she had stayed with during her absence on the streets had since moved on with no forwarding contact. Rich, Frank, these girls, the clients, the streets…it was all Angel knew. This was her home.Angel had to remind herself that it could be worse. She could have nothing at all. She could be. More

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