Simply going out to get supplies has turned out to be quite traumatic. Don't be naive enough to think it couldn't happen to you or your friends.Here's...how the scam works:Two nice-looking, college-aged girls will come over to your car or truck as you are packing your purchases into your vehicle. They both start wiping your windshield with a rag and Windex, with their breasts almost falling out of their skimpy T-shirts. (It's impossible not to look).When you thank them and offer them a tip, they. She let out a moan.“Oh, fuck,” she said. She was not expecting that, whatever it was.I continued to fuck her with every inch, faster, but still gently. I really thought I might cum. I had to take my mind off of it somehow.I thrusted, trying to think of other things--running, clothes shopping, air travel--stuff I hated. It wasn’t working. I couldn’t keep my mind away from this moment. Why would I want to?“Okay,” Amber said, somewhat unable to control her breathing. I pulled out, and she sat up,. She is bucking her hips, pushing her pussy into the witch’s face and mewling loudly. She feels every contraction and convulsion of her body as her breasts heave and her nipples harden.Penelope’s eye pop open and she sees a man standing over her, looking straight at her. He doesn’t say a word, he just simply stands there. The witch looks at him quizzically, not sure what to do. He just gives her a small smile. It is now that she realizes that her hand is buried deep in her twat, under the dress.. She was in her room with Matthew, ‘can I talk to you outside for a minute,’ I said. She followed me out. ‘What the hell do you think you’re doing, you love Matthew and you love your three kids,’ ‘I know,’ she said, ‘but I just wanted to get it out of my system, Matthew and I haven’t had sex in such along time.’ ‘But that’s no reason to go fucking guys off the street,’ I said. She paused and looked at me strangely, ‘Emm, have you, you know, done it, yet? Just out of curiosity.’ ‘Yes, I have,’ I.