The only windows faced the alley, and a random spiral of smoke drifted through pale shafts of streetlight from the ash tray where her latest cigarette...lay forgotten and smoldering. Her face was streaked with tears and mascara, and her crossed leg was doing a nervous shake as she gripped each arm of the chair."You're gonna hate me, aren't you?"Kane wondered what her skin would taste like now. Her neck looked so pale it seemed to be glowing. She wore a blousy, cowl neck sweater that plunged to. It didn’t hurt, his finger wasn’t large and as he continued to slide it in and out I relaxed my muscles, waiting for the inevitable. And it came, the head of his cock pressing against my sphincter. I was penetrated with little pain and as he began to fuck me in the ass he started a cruel and sadistic diatribe that scared yet immensely excited me at the same time.In no uncertain terms he let me know that I was his bitch now, he didn’t give a fuck how much older I was, I belonged to him, he was. Walking down the hall I notice some gentlemen standing around,some fondling their cocks through their pants. I look over the movies and find a booth,as I turn around to shut the door I notice an older man enter the one next to me,about 60 years old,but I thought nothing of it. Once in the booth I drop my tokens and proceed to find some shemale movies.I start to get aroused ,so I take off my shirt and pants and start to play with myself in my sexy outfit. I then notice a hole in the wall and I. "Mmmmmm, you know how long I've waited to feel that tummy of yours?" She lightly scratched back and forth and then slipped her fingers down inside the waistband, feeling my very tightly trimmed patch of pubic hair."I need to see that bum," I whispered, still rubbing myself. She turned slowly, looking over her shoulder at me, with that knowing smile; we shared what some might say were deviant kinks, and ass play was one of them. She knew that her ass had been an obsession of mine for a long.