An average girl with a decent physic, my vital stats is 34-24-36 but my height is only 5 ft. This is my true life experience that I am about to share....I always enjoyed the fact of being touched by strange unknown men in Mumbai. Be it on street, shopping places like fashion street or linking road or even on railway platforms. Just sometimes the type of men touching me made me feel sick.So I always used to talk to my friends wish there was a way I knew that the men touching me were at least an. “I must have terrible breath.”“I promise that I will never complain about your breath if you’re kissing me. Especially if I’m the one who gave you the bad breath in the first place. But maybe we should get up and do something about it. Besides, we don’t want Katelyn coming home and finding us like this, do we?”Jess laughed.“She’ll be gone for another hour. And it wouldn’t surprise her much. She knew what I was planning on doing to you. That’s why she left us alone.”I was speechless. So they had. I could not match that pace by impaling myself on my dildo. But I fantasized that it was Brownie thrusting at a blinding speed. Yes - fuck me boy. Come in me, Make me your bitch. I started a rhythmic fuck on the dildo getting about 8 inches of the dildo inside me. I hadn't even touched myself yet and I already had precum on the tip of my dick. I kept fucking myself slowly and then would lunge back and get as much of the slim 12 inches inside me that I could. I felt myself ready to shoot and. I want to feel his cock inside me.” I emphasised his cock, made sure Tom could hear how serious I was about it. He sat, stared at me, stared at Derek. His face contorted, and I could see the dilemma in his mind. I should have taken pity on him. I could see he really wanted to just walk out, and I gave him credit for staying rather than simply walking out. Not many people, men or women, would have stayed. “You know what, Jess. If this is something you want.” His voice cracked. “Fucking do it..