So it wasn't so surprising that the other day, as I was lounging nude on my garden chair, I began pondering about how we can have a better country and...world.The inspiring words of Robert F. Kennedy came to me:“There are those who look at things the way they are, and ask why. I dream of things that never were, and ask why not?”And of course the epic speech of Martin Luther King was not far behind:“I have a dream that one day...”With that I closed my eyes and I stretched my imagination to dream. In fact, just like the man with the photocopying business, many other customers left the shop saying how they might just try the same thing in the place where they worked.As word very quickly got out about Mrs Maxwell’s Bookshop there were a few other businesses up and down the street that decided, for the rest of the afternoon, they would become NUDITY FRIENDLY as well. If the idea was found profitable those businesses might even consider extending it out for the rest of the week.Mrs Maxwell. I thought It would be easier if I had more control. I faced away from him and moved toward his big cock. I rubbed the tip on my asshole for a few seconds and then gently pushed out to open up my hole and the tip of his cock started to slide in. It was a lot of cock and it hurt, but I went slow and continued to breath. I would stop every few seconds to get used to his size before going further. After a few minutes, I was all the way down and had his big dick all the way inside. The pain went. Just then he pulled all the fingers from me and told me “ you better not drop that dildo from your mouth or vibrator from your ass! Get ready to scream bitch!” With that Brent took his whole fist and shoved it into my pussy! I screamed into the dildo, tears running down my face. He fucked my pussy hard and fast showing no mercy.“you’re a fucking slut you know that?!”“shut up you fucking bitch you know you love it”“you’re mine now! I own you” I tried not to fight him but I had never been taken.