Sometimes completely random, uninspired. Others, inspired by my surroundings. Something as innocent as a stranger, reaching past me in the supermarket...to grab something off a shelf. Their arm, inches away from my neck. Maybe I’ll imagine them wrapping that cut bicep and forearm around me, passionately pulling me in close. That’s just the beginning of the daydream! So basically, I’m just walking around all of the time, horny, wet, and ready to be ****d by strangers. I’m not sore on the eyes and. But then one day he ask if i wanna to come over to his place for more fun bc it's been geting harder to do things at the park bc it was nice out so we when't to his place and when't right to to his room and he started to kiss my neck and rub the out side of my pants i was so hard as soon as i walk into his place he got down and on did my pants and pulled my cock out and began to suck it idk why but tell this day best head ever had so hot and wet made me cum so fast and he sip it all up he got. “ He ordered me to lower my legs but spread myself wider for them.So I bent my knees keeping my legs open for their gaze; I closed my eyes a bit feeling like a whore in heat and actually was being turned on being on display like this. Kenny spoke again: “Move your hips, bitch, like you are fucking someone”.I obeyed and started grinding the air like I was actually being fucked. I felt myself being turned on more by this display. Tom said: “Finger your pussy for us”…. Then I started moaning as my. She followed the routine again, crawling behind my chair on all fours. I raised my arms and felt her long nails trace them. She ran her arms back down again and cupped my tits, squeezing them slightly. My pussy was now aching with excitement, and I tried my best to concentrate. Years of dancing solo had made me forget the amazing sexual tension that was born between two performers. Meanwhile Celia had was tracing my arms again. Before I fully realised what was happening, she grabbed my arms.