How I helped a bordello and got the hooker's gratitude, along with a good fuck in both holes and cum from a strapon in my ass - Sex Stories

How I helped a bordello and got the hooker's gratitude, along with a good fuck in both holes and cum from a strapon in my ass

... opened my mouth to ask her again, the door swung open, and the same woman that had greeted me in the bar came in. "What's going on, girls?" she asked, looking at me suspiciously. "She's the police," the girl said, pointing at me. "She wants to kick me out!" I sighed. "I'm not doing any such thing," I said, calmly. "I'm from social services, and we need to investigate on accusations of health and safety irregularities." The woman stared back at me and said coldly: "Well, I'm Jenna and this is my place, and you can just get your fat ass out of here and do your investigating elsewhere, because there's nothing wrong here." I disregarded the comment about by ass and said: "Look Jenna, I'm sorry, I don't like prying into things either, and all the years we've pretty much left you alone and do your stuff. But there's people in high places that would like to shut you down, and if you don't cooperate, you're giving them a reason to do so." She paused and thought for a moment. "Nobody's going to shut me down," she said stubbornly. "Yes, they are," I replied. "If you and all of the girls here can't provide proof of medical examinations and safety at their workplace, then you can be shut down tomorrow. Now I'm here to make sure you have those papers, because believe it or not, I actually don't want you to close." She looked at the girl by the window, then back at me. "Okay, so what do you want?" she said. "Well, the papers of most of the girls are in our files and the ones that are not ...

... can still be obtained in the next week or so. It's mainly about that special 'party' that went down today." She shrugged. "What about it?" she asked. "Well," I said. "First off, I need to know what it was about." Jenna turned to the girl and said: "Well, go ahead and tell her. It's your idea anyway," then sat down in one of the leather chairs, watching us expectantly. The girl turned around. "What? I'm just doing a gangbang, that's all," she said defensively. "Okay," I said. "So how does that go down?" She looked at me like I was stupid. "There's a bunch of guys who all take turns in fucking me," she said. I nodded. "And where does this happen?" She gestured towards the door. "Usually in the pool area," she said. "I see," I replied, taking notes. "So is there just... vaginal intercourse?" I asked. "What do you think?" she answered. I shrugged. "They come in all of my holes, of course," she explained. "I usually have two or three cocks inside me at all times and when someone shoots their load, they just pull out and let someone else have a go." I nodded. "So are you ever getting... hurt, during those events?" I tried not to stare too obviously at her face, the picture of her getting soaked in cum starting to form in my mind. She looked deep into my eyes. "I like getting hurt," she said, seductively. "I want them to. I'm a whore, I'm here to be fucked and used, and they pay me good for it." I gulped, knowing that wouldn't go over well in my report. "So, is there somebody present ...