All of a sudden he pulled his cock out of the hole and said "can I come over". I had never been in a booth with another man before, but the idea was e...citing. I bent down to the hole and said yes, come on over. I had never been so aroused and excited before and scared at the same time. It wasn't long before the door opened and in walked a very muscular man probably in his mid to late thirties. He walked up to me and started to fondle my breasts. I only weighed about 140 pounds but had larger. With no more to say, Anna fled my room that night, and I spent the early hours of the morning wide awake, a hollow sick feeling in my chest. The thought of not having her in my life was physically painful. I wanted to scream and weep and rage against the world. Curling into a ball I waited for the dawn. I was discharged the next day, and trying to put myself back together I forced a friendly smile and banter with the nurses whilst my soul banged at the bars of the cage it was in. Getting home,. I believe youve heard of her – Gloria Redall. What that publicity loving bitch&hellip, Thats right Jack. So if you dont want all your dirty laundry aired in public then perhaps you might think about settling quickly and quietly. It wouldnt look good for you if people found out how you plied a young woman below the legal limit with alcohol before screwing her. My fathers face turned red and he sputtered indignantly but he said nothing which was a first for him. And now to teach you a final. With slow urgency I part the silky petals of my smooth shaven lips, the wetness flowing from my inflamed pussy like hot lava flowing from the mouth of a volcano on the verge of erupting. My finger strokes my engorged clit sending hot flames of pleasure licking thru the core of my body. A moan, a hot, breathless, animalistic moan escapes from my parted lips, can you hear my desperate want for release? The pleasure inside me builds, sparking a fire in my nerve endings. My fingers play a concerto.