Your fantasy is to be the person who makes other people's fantasies come true. You are the slave; they are the master.Naturally you resist the idea at...first. Everybody wants to think they are the strong one, or at least, every man wants to be a 'real' man. But over time you allow the slut to come out in your dreams and fantasies.But only in your dreams and fantasies. In real life you fake it. You try to live up to the standards that your parents expect of you. You hide behind what they want you. The drunks and homeless men found her and when they saw her ass exposed they started fucking her. Laura woke up and felt someone fucking her and groaned. The man didnt stop though and held her down and kept going until he finished, squirting another load of cum into her sore cunt. Laura was able to get up and she slowly walked home as the wet, sticky cum dripped down her legs the whole way. She didnt realize until she made it to her room and closed the door that her tits had been exposed the. I was more than happy to play along, though I would be lying if I said I was not sad to have to stop tasting that sweet honey ass of hers to do so.Misty’s pussy also had a sweet aroma to it, but the taste was out this world. The more I licked her and the more of her juices I sucked out of her, the sweeter and more intoxicating her pussy became. I had become a man possessed and found myself working from her clit to her lips, then deep into her, trying to find all the wonderful layers of her. After hours on a weekend, they had snuck inside the gated high school track.Stripped down to only running shoes, they strained to maintain orgasmic control on the large beach towel they laid down for comfort.Leandra switched from bouncing to slow grinding, maddeningly and hypnotizingly rotating her pelvis.She got up and knelt between his legs, ready to give him head.However, he wasn’t prepared for her icy, evening-cooled hands as she gripped his length."Oh, shit!" he bellowed, immediately.