“Are you okay? Should I call the poli-““HELP! HE’S GOING TO KILL ME!”Joyce dropped her umbrella as the scream startled her. She looked aroun... for a phone booth to call the police from. There! About 20 feet away. She booked it towards the red windowed booth and started dialing. 9. 1.BAM!Joyce screamed as a hand slammed against the window of the booth. The rain streaking down the window made it hard to make out the figure the hand belonged to. Joyce’s breathing sped up in fear as she dialed the. I can't help butstare as I walk past her apartment. I have the strangest of desires, topick up her shoes and smell them. I want to lick them, and I want to wearthem. To feel the feminine warmth and know that those wonderful shoescovered and protected her delicate tiny little toes. Oh! To be a shoe onher foot would be like heaven to me. I want to feel the pressure of herweight pressing on me all day. I want to see what color nail polish she'swearing. I want to admire those sexy little girlish. I didn't have long to wait to see what came next, a very gentle tingling was traveling the length of my cock between the head and the ring at the base. It felt like a very mild electric shock. It was very pleasant and then the same feeling of an electric shock and a gentle vibration started in the plug pressing against my prostate. That was even more pleasant. I had never felt anything like it and it was marvelous.It wasn't going to take much of this to bring me to orgasm. Not much at all. The. "Cindy started panting and said, "Please... you can touch me, if you want. I'd like it. Just don't put anything inside."The boy was still hesitating, and Tina once again whispered in Cindy's ear. "Cindy, tell him to play with your pussy. Tell him you're a virgin and not to push anything inside."Cindy looked at the boy, who still hadn't moved. Others were watching now, as well. "Please. You can play with my... my pussy. Just not inside, because I'm a virgin."Once again, the boy moved toward her..