Naturally I was just the girl!I'm all dressed up in one of my hottest outfits and looks, so I jump in the car and race over. It takes me 20 minutes to...get there, but it was going to be worth it!When I arrive the parking lot is completely empty, except for his car. It's about 9 p.m. and I have to get out of my car, straighten my dress, grab my purse and briefcase containing my bondage gear and then walk across this parking lot in my six inch spike heels and tight dress all alone. It was the. ‘Would you like another drink?’ ‘I’d like you to leave me alone.’ She peeked out through her fingers. Her eyes were a shade of green Devin had never seen before, it added to her beauty. ‘Everyone’s staring at me, aren’t they. You came over to tell me to quiet down?’ ‘I came over to find out why such a lovely lady is crying in a coffee shop.’ She snorted. ‘Lovely? Please get your eyes checked. A fat, ugly hag is crying in the middle of the coffee shop because her boyfriend just informed her that. I love it, I love cocks, but most especially I love sperm or cum, my imagination runs wild and I think mostly about being taken, about being dominated by these men and their powerful ‘weapons’. I sit their and become aware my thighs have spread and I think about what they must have been thinking about as they stroke their cocks looking at me as they do. This makes me so horny that I am compelled to put my hand to my hairy mound, as if I have no will, and press hard around it. I often start a. They all break up with me saying that I am just the worst fuck they've ever had. I'd be inclined to laugh them off except that it's been every single one, even the one night stands. All I've dreamed about is having a loving family but that obviously isn't going to happen at this rate. They say those who indulge in too much sex go to hell right? So maybe if I were to reach out they'd give me some tips right?SUCCESS! After a couple of months research, studying ancient satanic texts and the coming.