I’m out to get as much fun as I can while i’m young and hate the idea of settling down with a guy – boring! When i’m out on the town with my m...te Sharon at the weekends, we always make sure we pull a couple of new blokes at a pub, who look like they will buy us drinks all night. We usually go for older, married looking guys and let them chat us up. More often than not we’ll end up out in an alleyway or round the back of the pub, sucking their cocks as a thank you for getting the drinks in –. I heard rustling, and realized someone was taking off clothes.I tried to relax. The stirrups were moved open. My legs were spread to where I felt a slight stretch, then taken back a hair. I heard a click as they were locked in place. I jumped a little in my bonds as I felt a hand touch the small of my back. Then I felt something slimy begin to rub my pussy. I realized it was a finger with a generous application of lube. It was slathered across my vaginal slit, and then the finger slid in and. Her legs came up and rested on my shoulders as I pounded into her. I could see her breasts bounce around as I rammed her pussy. Her eyes were closed her mouth open, and a flush was creeping out around her chest.I could feel the lips of her pussy slipping around me, holding me firmly. On my upstroke they would pull out and seemingly try to suck me back into her. On the down-stroke they would be pushed back into her pussy.Her moans were getting louder and louder the closer I drove her to orgasm.. "Hi Sophie!" I cried, wondering if I should sound as enthusiastic as Ifelt. "Hi Frances, recovered from last night?" I was disappointed with myname but was having second thoughts about shortening it. Why drawattention to my transformation? "Oh yes, raring to go again!" I replied,wishing I'd written more about it in my diary. "Where are we going?" sheasked, leaving me struggling to remember venues. "Why not the Georgeagain?" I suggested unimaginatively, "Will I see you there after I'verung my.