” A frustrated Dave spat. His journey had started at the photo booth. Now he had to go all the way back to the other end of the mall.Eager to retrie...e the pass before anyone else discovered it Dave darted off back in the direction he had just arrived from.Just as the brash teen was about to disappear into the shuffling crowd he turned and shouted at the daydreaming Cindy, “You looked good naked! I hope the baby doesn’t ruin your figure!”Dozens of curious shoppers looked towards Dave with more. . must ... run...The woman was closer now, nearing with each step. She seemed familiar. Her head was cocked and one arm was on her hip with the other holding something casually in front of her.Cassandra kept running. She found herself getting closer to the woman and knew that she was going to have to run around her. The woman wasn't going to move. Cassandra looked a little closer at the figure.I know her.Her foot stubbed on a rock and sent her flying.Oh god no I don't want to melt!She skidded. (This was before widely-available caller-ID and certainly before cell phones). Out of desperation, I blurted out, “Julie, you’re so sexy. I … I … I dress up like you when I masturbate, I love you so much!” She did not hang up. She did not express displeasure. At all. Instead, she said, “Tony, that is a huge compliment! Please tell me about your dressing up.” We chatted for a half-hour, with me spilling everything, big boob fetish, long hair fetish, smoking fetish. I described my wigs, my. When theyreached her buttocks I spread her cheeks even wider and began to penetrateher. Of course she tried to resist but what could she really do? I pushed andpushed and slowly began to ease inside her. It never fails to arouse me, thesight of my strap-on vanishing into a girls behind, but there was somethingabout the way this one was stretched out and accessible that made the pleasuregreater. I pushed faster and the greased shaft slid deeper. I could gauge thepain I was inflicting by the.