I reach forward and get a firm grasp on your collar for leverage and start pounding into you from behind. You cry out begging me not to stop so I begi... increasing my own pace fucking you harder and faster, giving you exactly what you want. Your orgasm starts to build more and more with each thrust of my hard cock into your dripping wet pussy. You are moaning loudly now and since I’m still gripping your collar keeping your back arched and head up you have no pillow or mattress to stifle your. " Why is it like this?" Like what?" Why do we have to prove we didn't want to be raped?" Years of shithead misogynists in power who believe women are permanently consenting to sex. And weaker men, for that matter."Sandra took the turnpike around the city, exiting for the mall on this side. It didn't bode well that they wanted to go to this mall, a place where we weren't likely to see anyone from school. I wouldn't pass as a woman if they decided to dress me up as one, or hoped I wouldn't: That. There was a long trough urinal and three cubicle, the sweet smell of male piss filled the air. The centre cubicle was occupied but otherwise it was empty, I started to piss at the urinal when I heard a noise behind me I turned to see a camera disappear from under the door of the centre cubicle. I stopped my flow and entered the cubicle furthest away from the entrance and was delighted to see a good sized glory hole. I quickly stripped down and put my eyes to the hole, I could see a nicely. It felt good to be noticed, to have someone saying nice things to you. It felt wonderful to have someone touch you, hold you.”“Yes but...” she started to say, but Max held up his hand.“You were starved for attention, starved for affection. Sex, it feels good. It feels special, that connection, that togetherness. So you went overboard a bit. But then you did the opposite and closed yourself off again from all human contact! After finally getting some attention, some confirmation of your.