She slipped on the collar so that the word ‘slut’ was facing on the front part of her throat, easy for all to read what she was. Her hair was brus...ed back and down, straight to her mid-back, shiny with health and hair product. She always loved that her hair was naturally bone straight but thick and obedient, almost like the rest of her with just enough curve and thickness to her body to turn the heads of even the most chaste-minded person. Her skin was dark enough and light enough to be. She left the cubical unaware that all the most private parts of her abundant naked body had been scrupulously and intimately voyeured by a lecherous stranger.I waited patiently for my next subject. Soon a slim young mother about 25 years of age of arab origin appeared. I had seen her previously by the pool with her middle eastern looking husband and very small baby. She was breast feeding the baby by the pool but hiding her tits from view. She entered what she thought was a private cubicle. He thrust in deeper and she gasped, she knew he was big, but it always seemed bigger when they made love, he stretched her as he thrust in and out, she pushed back on him wanting more, feeling that hard cock pummelling her tight pussy. One hand of his crept down to her wet pussy, feeling for that sensitive button, he touched it and she moaned again, his fingers worked their magic on her little clitty, it seemed to grow beneath his touch as his fingers rubbed gently. She felt her first. I craved to feel those fingers pull them, rub them, roll them, to keep those sparks of delight straight to my clit.More gloop was squirted onto me; those fingers smeared it down over my belly, made a little swirl around my belly button. I wailed in frustration, so wanting to be touched, fucked, taken. I felt the heat between my legs grow hotter, I needed to be used, and this delicious temptation was becoming hard to take."Please touch me, don't tease me like this. You can do anything you want.