One guy spit on me a few kicked me saying they would never fuck a slut like me. I got up soaking dripping wet covered in mud and walked to my car only...wearing a garter belt, ripped stockings, wet blouse the group really laughed when they saw my tiny cliltlit. Being so humiliated and degraded I started to leak by the time I got to the car I was flowing my orgasm. I opened the door reached in to get a towel I keep there to dry off some. I got in drying my face and hair. The passenger door opened. I move into the room, there is about 10 cubicles in the room and i can here the familiar sound of someone jacking off, all the doors are closed and i move to the first the one with the guy on his knees and it's locked so i move to the next one and push it open. Inside they'd changed it from a loo, the unit had been swapped for a sturdy looking chair wide enough for just about two people to fit, and they'd cut gloryholes with small sliding shutters into both sides. In front of me is a guy, maybe. Slowly, very gently, I took off my girl’s boxer shorts and pulled her bare ass against my shaft. I didn’t expect sex, I just wanted to rub my cock between her cheeks for a few times.While I was doing this I licked a finger and then slowly put it against her asshole. I started to push it in slowly, willing to see what would happen. She let out a small gasp, hardly audible, but I was sure, her roommate must have heard it, but at this point I didn’t care. I added some spit to my finger and kept. The robberies took place at different locations, so the driver never knew where to expect trouble. There never was a consistent day of the week for the robbery; the day may as well have been selected at random. That was all the concrete information that Grundy could offer, though he was full of conjecture.After another half-hour of conversation, Grundy had finished his cigar and brandy. He got up to leave and Stan escorted him to the door. Stan promised to think on the matter this evening and.