But I could wait, I was in an awesome mood, because it was a Thursday. Thursdays used to suck -- they were the worst day of the week; they're near the...end of a tiring workweek, and you still have to drag your ass out of bed one more time. But now, though, Thursdays are the best weekday ever. Why? The simple answer: Girl Scouts.My phone didn't beep in response until I sat on the bus. I tapped the face, and brought up the message. "Just got home," my wife wrote. "You?" She'd been on the road home. My own hands covered my breasts and kneaded them. He rubbed me, then lightly touched me, then rubbed me again. I squirmed under his touch, pressing myself harder against his hand. And then, I felt a slight pressure against the soaked opening. His finger slid easily inside me, and back out. With the wetness, he rubbed my clit, encircling around it several times before dipping inside me again. I thrust my hips up to greet him. “Yes, Jim. Yes,” I said, as my hands continued to knead my breasts,. Gonna suck SO much cock and swallow SO much cum! Gonna get my titties pinched and my bitch face slapped silly by some big brute, all the while I'll be gagging on his gnarly cock. I want him to beat me up and I want a girl to watch. That’d be TOTALLY sexy! Just like when I was in school, and D’Wayne had given me a beating in front of Marlene and Dianne! To get a beating is humiliating enough, but to have it happen in front of your friends – especially girls – well, that is REALLY humiliating!!My. ... My eyes shut as my fingers play in my wetness, making my pussy and chair all messy and sticky. My pussy lips all slick and wet. I cup my pussy feeling the heat comming from it. My finger starts to circle my clit... not quite touching it yet. I can feel it getting hard and start to throb. I whimper as I continue to tease myself. An idea forms in my head as i reach for the crumpled paper and my iphone. I click my camera app then clicking two pictures. One of my bruised nipple and the.