I fidgetwith my dress, pulling the too short hem down my thighs. I couldn'tfigure out what to wear so Anthony chose the black mini tank dress.It's pre...ty low cut, showing a lot of my cleavage. It's also verytight, clinging to every curve. The black patent leather shoes have3?" heels, my shortest. I've got my purse for some makeup, Anthony'sbottled semen in a small cooler bag, and the phone. Being dressed likea whore in the club is bad enough but being out in the real world ismuch worse, who. For a young girl, we are by nature clumsy, and eager, especially when we discover the art of self pleasure, yes in the area of our bodies where most of our nerves gather, even before there are visible signs of an organ there, just think, how many men have seen a young girls pussy, when it was just a thin line, did you see a clitoris, I doubt it, but speaking for myself I could feel pleasure, to deny that, is just plain bullshit, we are all equipped with the tools of self pleasure, it's just age. Energetic spasms tore through my body, until it felt like the swollen head of his rampant prick was slamming right through me, attempting to drive its way into my stomach. Suddenly the car lurched more violently than before, and for a moment, I found myself up in the air, before dropping back down onto the thick shaft that was impaling me over and over, this time sinking it so deep into my wanton pussy that I groaned uncontrollably. “Are you Ok in the back there?” Jas asked.”Yes.” I replied. Then there was that guy from the forums. He was so hot last night that it made her think about wanting to take him outside the playroom, outside those boundaries. She wondered why she reacted to him the way she did – what was it about him that drew her to want to do more than just play in there? Sandy shook her head. You can’t go allowing yourself to think like that, it will drive you crazy, her little voice said. Forget the little voice, her inner goddess was really wanting to go further with.