“Damn girl, this is not a skirt, there are shorts underneath.” “It’s called a skort, but don’t worry.” I spread my legs wide and put one f...ot on top of the bench, grabbed a side of the shorts and moved it over, to reveal a wet, soft, hairless pussy. “There is that better?” He entered one finger into my pussy, then slid in another and vigorously started to stroke me with an up and down, in and out, motion. I gasped. He dropped to his knees and started licking my wet pussy. You then stopped. I felt like there was no way anyone would find me attractive. I woulddream of meeting a man who would treat me like a sex goddess, who would beconsumed by passion and fuck me wherever he could. I imagined that I was glamorousand irresistible and then I would open my eyes again and realise that I wasn?t. Thatevening I had vowed that I couldn?t go on like that. That I had to changesomething; that I had to see someone and ask for help. I didn?t want to wastemy life. I also felt though that I was a. "Do me. Do me.' She cried frantically.She put my foot back on her cunt, turned to sideways and tried to push it into her cunt. I felt my toes slide into that tight, wet little hole and then she began to thrust her hips, trying to force her cunt onto my foot, trying to force her cunt to slide over it.She looked like a crazy, sex mad a****l trying to stuff a foot in her cunt. I fucking loved it.She could only get the corner of my foot into her cunt, my big toe and the two toes beside it but she. Biting and sucking your toes through your wet stocking as I wanked my hard cock against your other foot. You watched in a daze as I shuddered and held my cock tight, building up a force of my cum in my shaft before letting it go. You watched my hand release my cock and a massive squirt of cum jumped out and formed a perfect creamy line along the inside of your foot. Then another squirt all over your toes and over the straps across the top of your foot.I took your other foot and rubbed your sole.