He knew better, knew he should have used some sort of protection, he was no high school punk out on his first date, getting his first piece of ass. Bu... how could a man think about things like that when all he felt was a velvet tunnel surrounding him and a warm and willing woman holding him close and begging him for more. He couldn’t think when they were joined, his entire being was wrapped up in the raw emotions and sensations of their bodies together. What sane man could withdraw from such. I turned the corner and no it was that big busted girl, the one with the long blonde hair, what's her name, Bridget, that's right Bridget. She was lighting up a fag herself, stunt her growth it will, but by looking at her it was already too late for that, nice full figure she had. She hadn't seen or heard me yet and didn't until I was standing right behind her, she was concentrating on the doorway and not behind her."Yes Miss, can I help you," I said loudly from right behind her."What!" she. I thrust upward feel her lips spread at the base of my cock and my balls against her ass cheeks. She gave a slight sigh and looked down at me with a sexy grin. She then planted both hands on my chest and began a back & forth thrusting motion dragging my cock head against the walls of her pussy as it went in & out. Her pace quickened as she grew hotter and her hands gripped my chest tighter almost digging her nails into my skin. It was a bit painful but added to the thrill. She continued for a. He got to mine within the hour and told me to be in panties stockings to open the door... I was sat waiting with dressing gown over nervous as hell but so excited about having a real man use me like a good sissy slut. As the door knocked I reluctantly opened it as soon as I stepped back and door was shut David reached and in one movement pulled dressing gown open and off my shoulders... I stood in panties stockings head down he took my hand led me in the front room sat down and told me to kneel.