While consumed by my worries of what might be in store, the guys seem to have worked out a deal with the newcomers and all at once there are several s...ts of hands on me. One slips a couple fingers into my dripping cunt, finger-fucking me and I am unable to control my hips which work to match his rhythm while they all get a good laugh at my desperation. Another has pulled his cock out and is rubbing it all over my face and stroking it, cackling and pulling away when I can't help but try to. .." Diane stammered. "Please continue... all the details, my c***d!" Father Thomas spoke firmly."I-I... let him touch my breasts, father! I... couldn't... I didn't stop him, father!" Diane choked back. "Be calm, my c***d, do not fret! Everything is fine! Please continue so that I may give you absolution. Did you allow Michael to put his hands under your clothing?" Father Thomas asked. "Y-yes, Father, I let him caress and play with my breasts. Oh, Father, I'm so ashamed!" Diane sobbed. "There,. It felt incredible and when he started to undo my fly, I may have even shifted in my seat to give him better access. My head was swimming, my mind spinning as he took my hard cock in his mouth. Warm and wonderful, it was the best feeling of my young life and I let him bring me to an earth shattering orgasm, filling his mouth with my sperm. The next morning I told myself never again, I was so nieve. I remember being so nervous to see him again at work. Turns out, I had good reason to be. Roger. I love men staring at them and getting groped by strangers. I had been groped by many men of different ages, from young boys to elderly men. And I love the way they touch my ass and boobs and I will even touch their penises, and make them feel crazy. One day, I was about to travel to Chennai from Kochi in a train. I often feel so horny before 2-3 days of my periods and it was that time of the month when those horny hormones make me crave for sex.And the fact that I was traveling alone and it’s.