The voice of an innocent, a but then again notinnocent. He knew this was the kind of girl who always knew what to getfrom Daddy, and would always get ...ant she wanted from men too."Click to be Leslie," said the third and final link. A little ambiguous,but then again Jim didn't really care by this point. Maybe it meant bewith Leslie? Buy Leslie? Who knew, but Jim wanted to find out.Up popped a credit card form. $500 was the price to be Leslie. How stupidcould he be? This particular babydoll. He started sucking on my nipples, and I moaned softly as he used his tongue on it and his rough hand on the other. I pulled down my pants and he slipped his free hand into my panties, fingering me hard. After a while of this, I pulled down his pants and spread open my legs. He slid his hard dick into my tight, wet pussy, and I wrapped my legs around his hips as we started fucking hard. We were both moaning and we were rocking our hips at the same time, and before he came he pulled out of me. . I had light brown hair tending towards blond, which hung most of the way down my back, and the most intense blue eyes I have ever seen. I was, in short, beyond cute heading towards borderline adorable.This was all well and good, except that I am in reality an overweight mid-40ish male, not particularly attractive, with little hair of any color to speak of. I do have rather intense blue eyes, but no one can tell, since my ever-present glasses destroy most of the effect.Except that, this time, I. The girl hopped on, Bitch paid the exorbitant fare and waved as the vehicle powered away. It was one of the new fleet with free Wi Fi, device charging facilities and double facing seats and tables upstairs like some train carriages, instead of all facing forward.“Don’t please ... stop it,” whined Mindy trapped against the window of the bus, as an old, booze smelling man, switched seats to be next to her and immediately commenced fingering her tiny pussy. Her pink slacks were cheap and flimsy.