"Goddamn, you're tight, dude. I'm going to love fucking you. Bend down low and put your hands on the wall." He tone was gentle and friendly, but I fel... a command in his words I couldn't resist. Gritting my teeth, I bent over, exposing my man-cunt to a guy I had never actually seen.With one hand on the back of my neck and the other guiding my hip, I felt his cock press into me. He felt really thick and I struggled to remain calm as he began to force his way through my ring."Ah, fuck!" I gasped. She strode up and down in front of the lockers to get a good feel for the boots while Marie continued dressing, watching under hooded eyelids."Nice aren't they," Marie said quietly, "They look good on your legs." They're awfully comfortable, much nicer than mine. Are you sure it's ok that I borrow them?" Of course," Marie guffawed, "I know I'll get them back. You're not like some of the people we work with. Besides if you do keep them, I know where you work." Marie stood up and strutted over to. “Hmmm, it is nice and straight. It bigger than before. It get bigger, yes?” I quickly replied, “YES! If you put your hand around it and stroke it then it will get even bigger and harder” She told me that was something i*****l and that she didn’t want to get in trouble. I told her no one would know and I’d be happy to give her a very handsome and very large tip if she’d do it. She agreed then with great hesitation she slowly wrapped her oiled hand around my shaft and very slowly stroked it. “It. Her doppelganger looked at her darkly from her seat, and dropped her head down.“Hola, mi hermana,” Tricia said. “I think ... I think my head was cracked open.”The other Tricia nodded. “Probably was. I think I’m in a coma.”Tricia held the seats as she walked up the aisle towards her sister. “What happened to you?”She shrugged. “Same thing that happened to you. Desdemona tried to kill me. She threw me.”“Me too. Did Snow Angel catch you?”“I don’t think so. I think I blacked out before I hit.