As Fiona, would I be cheating? Or would I just be “true” to another being within my psyche? This is the big question that keeps me locked in the ...loset. My wantonness wants to have a nice, thick throbbing pike of manhood in my pussy, to feel it pound me until I cum (hands free if possible) and feel him shoot his seed deep into me, and then have me suck it dry. Or make it hard again for another round. I would love to experience being fucked like a gurl, just once. I do get to travel in. He was uncut and the head was just starting to peek out the stretched foreskin. He approached her from the back, she still held her cheeks open. I couldn't see back there for I was at her side. The cop told her to get ready as he spit on his hardening cock and then moved it up and down her cunt which was evidently wetter than it had ever been. I heard him grunt then Kay gasped while her whole body fell against the car trunk in a reflex action to get away form the intrusion into her pussy. He. " Take me there now. We will enter incognito and the bodyguards can stay outside, but within call," came the surprising reply.The Emir had decided to see how the lower orders amused themselves, and to put the fear of Allah into the booze salesman."We will go into the brothel together," he said to the Rifleman, "What is the protocol of such a visit?" Well, Master. You go in and the girls are paraded. You take your choice, and pay the attendant. When you have finished you leave." Fine. Let's do. I hear him run off and reach up to try clear both my eyes, I cant see and then realize he has also made off with my bag.I hear another voice, another man approaches realizing what I had over my face, 'WTF', he gasped as he took both my hands and prevented me wiping them further, 'Dont wipe that stuff, you will just make it worse', he explained, and even though I could not open my eyes to look at him, I imagined what he was looking at as another mans sperm run down my face.'Sit still and let.