"Come on, bitch, admit it! You like this dick, don't you? Huh? Don'tyou, baby? Come on, bitch!" the rough muscular stud growled, slappingher face with...the back of his hand."No ... no ... I ... no..." You like dick! Huh? Like that fucker? Like it?" he roared again,pushing his bulging cock-head hard against her lips."Oh God ... I ... like ... like it..." she groaned softly, afraid toresist the men-now."Say it, baby! Say you like dick! Come on! Say you like cock!" the tallhard-cocked stud. As I opened the door I turned and sawBrit unbuttoning Julie’s shirt. Julie just watched meleave. The door latched shut and I turned and walked tomy car. I sat in the car for a minute and thencuriosity got the best of me. I walked to the windowand peeked in.Brit was sitting, completely nude on the front desk.Her head was back, her eyes were closed and she washeaving her chest up and down with her laboredbreathing. Her breasts were even larger and firmer thanI thought. Julie was bending. As I passed my patio door, my reflection, although dark, showed my full nude body to the sleeping street, I felt the urge to pose to the imaginary men walking up and down, looking in at me, and touching themselves in an inappropriate manner, clearly indicating they wanted to take me and do their dirtiest sex on me.Men have their early morning woodies, women like myself also have urges of the sexual nature, and early in the morning, but the problem this morning was that I was alone, and now I. This was Susan’s cunt into which Maisie thrust her dildo backwards and forwards in imitation of the men she watched so avidly on the set. Amna didn’t know how long her ordeal lasted. She was feeling both aroused by seeing the object of her desires indulging in the sort of activities she’d fantasised about (and which got her so hot, sweaty and sticky) and frustrated by the fact it wasn’t she who was giving the oriental so much pleasure. “Maisie’s always like this,” sighed Josephine in what.