The word that I thought so crude describes this act perfectly. Fucked, FUCKED, I was being FUCKED, I was being filled completely. FUCKED by a stranger... A total stranger, a black man that I'd first seen probably less than thirty minutes ago is FUCKING me like I've never been fucked before. In truth I've never been fucked before full stop. How long since I met him, what time is it I wonder? Stranger, what's so strange about stranger? He'd kissed me in places Paul had never done and at this very. So yes mornings like that one I used the walking stick a lot.I saw a couple of kids out boosting a car as I went by. They obviously didn’t recognize me or maybe they did. I took the cell phone out of my pocket and dialed 911. I reported it to the police and kept walking. They might get to the location before the kids drove off. It didn’t really matter to me. I had done my bit, so it was up to the cops to complete the cycle.When I returned to the car wash, Mica still looked her age. However she. More like she had not looked for any. But there had been plenty of signs in Felicity's face and demeanor, had Adrian wanted to recognize them for what they were. Up until now, she decidedly hadn't wanted to.Felicity was a whipped girl, part maid, part whore, a community fuck, a cunt, and the five males in this house never let her forget it. Adrian now had to face the fact that her sweet Felicity was a Cinderella whore with an evil step-father and four evil step-brothers. The question at hand. ‘What happened to slow?’, I say playfully and you smile in response. That perfect grin is part cheeky and part sexy – it drives me wild. I watch you remove my clothes enthusiastically and I feel a surge to my core as your energy washes over me. I am bulging inside the trousers, my own excitement obvious. I take off the unbuttoned shirt as you move your hands to my chest, touching me tenderly, stroking the hair and my nipples. You lean your head to me and suck and bite on a nipple as I continue.