I went to the store one night excited to be getting some hard dick in my mouth. I love to suck dick. Anyway, I get to the store and pay the fee to go ...o the booths and slip into the back. Right away, as usual, I smell the scent of cum. What an aroma. My next move was to get into one of the booths that have a glory hole so I can get my lips around a cock. I quickly find one and after entering I shut the door. I kneel down and look through the hole to see if anyone is in the other booth. No one. I hate it when chicks have chipped nails or hanging cuticles, but I'll deal with the girls of Pennsylvania and New York later.And thanks for letting getting them involved in sports at a young age. It's toned their long gorgeous legs, giving them taut calves and thighs, and firms round butts like half a soccer ball. Watching them jog, prance and shake their tight little asses across the beach bring joy to the hearts of the entire male population. It wouldn't be possible if you hadn't spent years. She stopped the theatrical pout and took a sip of her wine. I looked into her eyes. They gleamed at me with almost a deep and irresistable naughtiness."You have pretty feet," I said, looking down at them, thinking it might be safer to look there. Safer? I thought just then. I was anything but safe now. The wolf hadn't just pointed me to the ravine--I was galloping after him by this point."Thank you."She did have pretty feet, I decided. I did something then I had never dreamed about. Suddenly, I. I could feel every pulse of his massive cock as he pumped away vigorously, feeling his hands exploring my body.“Such a fucking slut!” I hear him say, instantly I feel offended and realize I don’t recognize the voice. At that moment I realize the previous was a dream and the growled words had woken me from my sleep.“What the hell is going on!?! Who are you!?” I manage to say, thoroughly shocked at the realty as I try to push this thing off of me. To my surprise I can’t, my arms are tied down, I.