I need your touch like I need air to breathe." I love you my beautiful girl," I told her with a soft kiss. She told me she had never even thought of h...rself as pretty. I chuckled at that and said, "Every time I see you I think of your body pressed to me, and the feel of your skin. I dream of sucking on your breasts, and making you faint with loving." I thought she was going to cum right there. She was shaking so hard; I held her close and kissed her forehead. She was not used to getting good. I loved providing so much pleasure to so many people. I found that my orgasms were breathtakingly awesome, my clitoris being sensitive and quite adept at poking its' little head out of the hood. Of course, I swallowed semen every chance I got, but sometimes my uterus became the tank for the swimmers that men just loved to deposit. I remember one night I had been invited by some black friends of mine to a party at one of the guy's flat. There were, I guess, about two dozen or so of them, and me.. He whined again and the girls laughed, thinking that his whine sounded very much like a sound of agreement.Jake barked and quickly mounted Madge, throwing his furry paws up over her quivering shoulders."Good boy!" Babs cried approvingly. "Fuck her! She's acting like a bitch in heat, so that's the way you gotta fuck her... hard and fast the same way you'd fuck a bitch dog!"Babs groaned, aroused both by her sister's widely gaping cunt and the fact that she was about to experience the joy of. I figured quickly that if I could hide my face and pull my shirt bottom over my lap, that I could easily be a guy sitting there, and that is exactly what I did. Unless the person put their eye to hole I could keep my face hidden by sitting way back. I then remembered that I was wearing a baseball cap with my pony tail through the back opening…shit I could easily pass for a guy in the light of this place.The stall door closed and I then heard a zipper being opened. I kept waiting to hear the.