The man on the other side asked me if he could come to my booth. I hesitated and then said yes. I was scared and excited since this was the first tim... I had been in a booth with a man. I unlocked the door and waited. Soon the door opened and in walked a very muscular man in his mid thirties. He walked up to me and started fondling my breasts and pinching my nipples through my bra. Since I was not wearing panties he could tell that his fondling of my breasts was exciting me tremendously. I know this because you don't flinch but straddle the dressing stool and, humping it a bit, turn your face to me and murmur, "Why don't you give me my just desserts?"You refrain from actually putting your fingers down the silky front of your big girl knickers, but instead grab the cheeks of your gorgeous arse and instruct:“Well, if it’s my cunt you want, why don't you show me how much I have to take?"This is an invitation I cannot refuse...I tie your legs apart over the stool using your tights,. Let’s start the story… mai us din apni girlfriend prachi ki chudai karne ke baad waha se chala gaya or kuch din baad fir mujhe prachi ko chodne ka mauka milne wala tha jiska mai besabri se intazar kar raha tha… shayad mere kismat me hi tha ki mai prachi ki gaand bhi maaru isliye us raat prachi se mai fir akele me milne wala tha.20th September, 2010 ko mai din me apni pehli story post karne k liye apni story type kar raha tha or man hi man khush tha ki aj raat fir prachi se milne jana hai.. Honey, I inspired him to do that, you know.One of my hands grasps my left nipple now, squeezing and pinching. Oh, no, my right nipple is jealous. I look down at it, with sympathy. I suck on my left forefinger and then massage my right nipple, giving it the attention it craves. Watching you, watch me tease my nipple erect, ignites my fire between my legs. Oh baby, lurking in the back ... come closer. I turn my back to you, bending over to lay my pretty face against the cold floor. My hands.