She pauses, her heart pounding, leaning against the rough brick wall. Her pussy is aching in her panties, clenching and unclenching the way it does ev...ry time she has the urge to be fucked hard. She looks over at me, a perfect stranger and she is suddenly conscious about the way my eyes travel over the thin camisole beneath her jacket, travelling low over her breasts. Her nipples harden unconsciously at the thrill of being eyed by me and at my mercy. She stays very still. It's my move. The time. He turned and gave me two looks and said come with me. I didn't know if I was being picked up, arrested, or kidnapped. He took me to Denny's and bought us both dinner. He asked, 'What the hell are you doing?' I tried giving him an attitude but he just laughed. I started crying. He said, 'Just tell me the truth.' I did and he brought me home with him. The girls were so nice. I was here a week and kind of picked up the set up. So after a week, I guess everyone was sizing me up, Jack sat me down. You stand and seductively spread your pussy lips with long fingers as you bend over and insert two fingers. Your fabulous ass, raising high in to the air, your pussy peeking through, as if it were wantonly shy. I knew it wasn't. You strut over towards me. I began sit up, but you lightly push me back down with your foot and stand naked above my face. I wantonly lick my lips, dying to taste the sweetness of your insatiable your pussy.You kneel, your pussy centimeters from my mouth and I let out. “Now step out of it!” he ordered. Sarah followed his every word. Kicking free her beautiful green dress. My pussy throbbed as I watched how vulnerable she looked, how exposed she was. I watched as he traced his finger along the material of her thong and ripped it from her in one swift motion. I was engrossed by the sordid act taking place in front of me. My beautiful friend splayed out on the table, her hands bound and wearing nothing but her gorgeous heels. I could not avert my eyes away from.