OTLYou: is ur panty u have on getting wet as we speak babYou: babeStranger: Yes OTLOTLYou: oh how i would love to smell ur little and taste uYou: rite...nowStranger: XDD but you can't :pStranger: You're so far from me :/Stranger: XDYou: are u turned onYou: like me \Stranger: Yeah. OTL Haha. It's your fault XDYou: lolYou: would u like it if i was there in ur roomStranger: Of course. What about you? ;)Stranger: HAHAStranger: OTL OTL OTLYou: with my cock hard readyYou: for uYou: wat would u like me. It itched in a sense, an itch that Amy couldnt scratch and it drove her mad. It was as if she hit a wall when one guy literally painted his cum on her eyelids, leaving thick clots of sticky cum that ran right into her eyes, blinding her. Noticing Amys discomfort, several other guys did the same thing until her eyes were filled with cum and there was no way to get it out. Amy complained and tried to scream but a few loads of cum shut her up for a while. Meanwhile a couple of guys thought it. A man is now sitting next to me. Oh God! How much has he seen? I feel immediate embarrassment. It’s unsettling to know that a stranger has seen you at your most vulnerable, at your most you. I think we are only really ourselves when we are alone. And this man saw all of that, all of me. The shame turns to anger quickly though, when I see that the rest of the theatre is still empty. Yes, I’m sitting in the perfect row, in the middle seat, but he had no need to sit right next to me. I shoot him. They tapped the ball forward and passed it back to their midfielder, who passed it over to their right midfielder. He immediately launched a booming pass all the way across the field toward the left sidelines. Our right midfielder, Kevin Soranno, went up for the ball, intending to head it up the field. At the same time, Rockland's left forward also elevated. Everybody on the field heard the loud crack when their heads hit, and Kevin went down like a sack of potatoes. The ball went soaring back.