I slipped into some tight jeans and looked at my profile in the mirror. I sure wish I had a better ass. Just a bit more of a 'bubble' would be nice.... I put on a cute shirt and put a generic dark blue hoodie on. Dressed like this, it is impossible to tell if I am man or woman. Living in a redneck part of the world, this is safer for me.I jump into my car and zip down to my favorite peep show store. There are two that I have gone to in Edmonton, Canada. One is 'cleaner' than the other, but. "Ungghhhhhhhhhhhh," Was all I could say as I made myself cum.My knees buckled a bit and the man behind me held me up still playing with my big tits."Good girl," he whispered in my ear as one hand reach down to my wrist preventing me from taking my hands from my panties, "Don't stop just yet."I moaned as I resumed rubbing my wet pussy while the man behind me was grinding his hard cock against my ass though his jeans and I watched through the mirror as his handsome face contorted in pleasure. I. I was an awkward teen at that time and had yet to have a real girlfriend. I was fascinated with the normal type porn of the era, my friends dad had a extensive magazine collection that he shared, and of course the late night movies on"skin o max" were always a favorite.But when the two 20 somethings moved into the apartment across the street, my sexual life changed forever. The apartment across the street faced the opposite street that our house sat on, but one of the bedrooms of the apartment. I didn't have a chance.I can see it on your face. When did Kim and Rache become wives? I haven't a clue. Evidently, they decided that between them ... nobody asked me. I went to bed with Wendy and woke up to my morning wood being used by one of them. I couldn't tell who ... I couldn't see. I had thighs in my eyes.I grabbed one of the rifles and opened the ammo box. Magazines already loaded greeted my eye and a green book labeled Colt AR-15 and printed with several different languages to a page..