What have I gotten myself into? A complete stranger just witnessed me fucking myself in a dressing room of a sex shop, and damn if I'm not the hornie...t I've ever been. Hottie comes back with what looks to be a thin simple vibrator. I feel a little disappointed. It's nowhere near as impressive as what I have just used. He hands it to me and I just look at him, "This? This looks like one of those giant pens at arcade pizza places." He laughs at me and takes it back. He turns the bottom and it. Thelight went on inside the garage and I put the car in reverse andstarted backing out. I was trying to tell myself to stop and getback in the house, that I was jeopardizing all kinds of thingsif I got caught like this, but I was so into it I just backedout, closed the garage door button and turned off down hestreet.It was now 11:30 on a weeknight (I don't remember the exact dayof the week) and I was driving down Hardscrabble Road in fulllingerie, stockings, blouse and skirt, flats, jewelry. At his age he feels like superman, he’s looking fooward to using her like this untile he brings her home Sunday night. He fucks her hard, Kayla’s face and breast slide back’n forth over the beds white sheets. Her sex had been sore before this, but now her own natural lubricants begin to flow. And now once again, she fights her bodies urge to enjoy what this evil bastards doing to her. She tells him. “You’ll go to hell for this, you son of a bitch.” He slaps her ass hard, she screams. He. What the hell is going on here? I could hear her, walking away, her heels clicking down on the floor, then even that faded out. my arms and feet still tingled, god what a great massage she gave me. my whole body felt electric, the alcohol was still coursing through me when I heard her heels softly growing louder, then stopped.ZAP! oh my god I cant see. I cant see! "what the fuck? what?" I screamed out, terrified, like a child, not understanding but afraid anyway. it was just the lights..