I noticed early on the bulges in the mens pants. I started seeing how hot I could get them. The more I flirted, the bigger the erections got, and the ...igger my tips. , ) I made a point of wearing short skirts and little white panties. As young girls will do, I frequently forgot to keep my knees together. Or I bent over in front of guys to pick up stuff they had strewn on the floor. (Men can be such pigs!) As I got bolder, I started innocently hugging guys when they paid me, pressing against. ’ Through gritted teeth he asked, ‘Did you file charges?’ ‘I…I tried. The police didn’t believe me. He had already gone into the station and told them that someone had attacked us when we entered the house and filed a police report. He even convinced them that because I’d hit my head, I was confused and thought he’d done it.’ Stephanie felt the tears pool in her eyes and as they slipped down her face, ‘I moved out while he was at work. Installed an alarm system in the house that I rented and. She knelt in front of me, unzipped my trousers and pulled out my already rock-hard cock – ‘bigger than Carol said’ she murmured as she took my cock into her mouth. The thought that this girl had exchanged wedding vows not three hours earlier went through my mind as I tried desperately not to shoot my load. She slowly bobbed her head up and down and from time to time pulled my cock out of her mouth and gave it a slow wank whilst looking up at me and smiling. She told me that I couldn’t fuck her. Her breasts were on my belly, rubbing against me when she moved. That’s amazing: a woman so comfortable with you like that, reveling in her body as it plays you.I played her too, squeezing, teasing. I pulled gramma against me, reminding her I was open too. She was there humping my face like she had to fit a lifetime’s pleasure into those few moments. She let it all go. She rubbed her vagina into me, pressing so hard I thought we might merge into each other like two lumps of dough allowed to.