And so it was that Amy was particularly looking forward to a night of real passion when Lucinda started working at the club. And Lucinda was her real ...ame as well. Not one of those made-up names like some of the girls adopted. And even some of the men. Not Savannah, Asia, Chesty or Satin. And such a pretty girl as well. She salivated at just the thought of her, as Lucinda nervously entered the changing room in her unusually drab clothes. A blouse, a skirt and woollen tights. Her shoes were flat. "Now that his cock was waving free, Jack was eager to put it back inside somewhere, anywhere. I was, too, although I had mixed feelings. The thought of taking that huge pole into my tight little box was scary, but it also stirred up a deep yearning that was spreading through my belly. I was glad I had got it good and wet with spit but a little sorry I had sucked it up to such massive proportions.Keeping hold of my hair and slipping his other hand around to my chest, Manny raised me up to my. " Jake shrugged and walked back out into the mall. That was a perfect example of the freedom good-looking women had, he thought to himself. They could do things men could never get away with. If he had been hanging around in the women's washroom he would have been arrested by now. The device felt very heavy in his pocket all the way back to his dorm room. He cut through the park on his way. It was fairly empty except for an overweight, balding, man jogging in a slow circuit of the grounds.. Of course she tried to resist but what could she really do? I pushed andpushed and slowly began to ease inside her. It never fails to arouse me, thesight of my strap-on vanishing into a girls behind, but there was somethingabout the way this one was stretched out and accessible that made the pleasuregreater. I pushed faster and the greased shaft slid deeper. I could gauge thepain I was inflicting by the strangulated sobs she was coming out with, butas ever these just spurred me on. I slid one.