"Oh..cool" replied Melanie looking increasingly uncomfortable. She starts to rummage around in her purse, as she does Mike whispers to Dean "Want to h...ve some fun?" Dean smiles slyly. "Damn it, i dont have my lighter", curses Melanie. Mike sees an oppertunity. "I have a lighter, but its illegal to smoke in a public place so why dont we step outside?" Melanie looks around for a second then to her cigarettes, she sighes and gets up still looking slightly melancholy. They walk outside into the. You were now wearing only high-heeled shoes and a thong. You turned your back to me, looking over your shoulder to see if I was pleased with you. Your thong displayed the curvy magnificence of your perfect ass. Bending forward, away from me, you pulled your thong down, dropped it to the floor and, while, still bent over, stepped out of the thong, turning slightly, which spread your cheeks and gave me a sweet view of your pussy and the tiniest glimpse of your lovely, rosebud asshole.You turned. I felt like an object, some toy for his dick. I loved that, to be at the service of such a stud. As much as his big dick made me hot filling me with his young manhood, acting as his pussy, as a thing or a toy is what really got me going. And as I have said, I’m used to getting my thrills where I can. Mostly I had to take what I could, since whoever was riding me was only in it for an easy fuck and would rarely smack me around. This guy hadn’t smacked me around, but his commanding presence and. Please do not read if that is what you seek. If you enjoy this very short passage, please vote. The vermillion sun clings tenuously to the day slinking slowly behind the distant mountains silhouetted in the gathering gloom. Once shafts of golden sunlight sparkled off the tile-clad façade pot marked with missing tiles like a jigsaw uncompleted, now tiles hold precariously to the wall, their patina of grime relieved by aerosol graffiti and reflect only decay and abandonment. In the courtyard rats.