My b*****r continued to pile more pressure on the boys, who were obviously virgins and had never been with a girl, my eyes had already picked-up that ...ll of them were highly excited, as their hard-ons were so fucking obvious, especially my b*****rs, I knew he had a big cock. Then out of the blue he asked me to pick one of his friends and take him into the bedroom and show him what it was like to be with a woman. ‘Fuck off’, was my curt reply and I continued to watch the DVD, showing a cock. Young, snaggletoothed and randy, Shelly was quickly chatting with me as she made my sub. I asked her when she got off and suggested we meet at a nearby Starbucks (a good, neutral location) for coffee. I wasn't too surprised when she accepted in spite of there being at least a ten-year difference in our ages.She was so new to the area that she did not know how to get to the Bucky's, so I told her I would meet her in the parking lot and she could follow me, in spite of it being just around the. As I looked around he pushed a finger up into my pussy. It was fairly tight and his finger was just enough to fill my hole. He slid another finger inside me. This time a little resistance was there so he had to push harder. I felt my hips starting to move and fuck this strangers fingers. The longer he slid his fingers in and out of me, the more wet I got. He put his thumb on my clit with a little pressure and when he started rubbing it while fingering me I decided it was ok to proceed. The rest of the afternoon was typical for these type of protests, plenty of speeches, each person who spoke seemed to have their own agenda. Finally, the protest ended at five o’clock. Reflecting back on that protest, I don’t know if anything was accomplished. My friends and I retreated to the local pub. It had been a long day, especially walking from mid-town Manhattan to City Hall. We found a table and enjoyed a few beers, talking about the day, talking about what else we can do to end this.