A thrill ran through her groin as they pulled up at some more lights, Angie stood up and moved forward slightly so that her groin was above the petrol...tank, smiling at the woman, she lowered herself down and pressed her cunt against the metal, there was no mistaking the meaning as she slid backwards slowly until her bottom settled again in the saddle and there was no mistaking the sticky wetness at the juncture of her thighs.Even as the lights changed, she looked across to where the woman had. It was a Thursday evening and I was randomly chatting with some guys in this gay dating site and Rahul, a 26 year old employee ping me. His DP was pretty cool and we talked a bit. The conversation was never horny but cute, romantic with a bit of naughtiness.“So, you are a bottom”? Rahul asked me.“Not just a bottom. Deep inside my mind, I’m a naughty girl who is looking for a man who will treat me as his precious; like I’m his mistress, his slut.” I replied with very much passion. He must be. As she sighed a sigh of relief, she was glad the party was over and she said her feet were killing her. Before she could follow thru, I positioned myself behind her and leaned forward. I inhaled the scent of White Diamonds and felt the heat off my breath role across her neck. As the whiskers on my face brushed against her cheek, she let out a whimper, a whimper of tension and at the same time a whimper of excitement. As I collected all my courage, I wrapped my arms around her and we leaned into. Almost immediately she felt his hand raise up her skirt,his hand brushed of her naked thighs causing a chill to run inside of her,she felt cold breeze whip her bottom and then she felt the Abbot lower her panties."This is what it always comes down to Amy,naughty deeds deserve the suffering of the flesh".She heard excitement in his voice and then she felt that first slap,his hand landing hard on the right rump of her bottom,she bit her lip. Then the left rump of her bottom and very soon she.