Warning: This story contains some pretty graphic (I think so anyway) and disturbing scenes such as violence, rape, murder, gore, sexual degradation an... more. If you're not a fan of any of these plot devices, kinks and themes then I recommend you find another story to read.Echoes pulse through your mind, a resounding heartbeat that plays out on a loop for what feels like eternity, you can't feel or smell or touch or taste, you can barely even think, your consciousness consists of only sound -. As he cruised through one neighborhood he spotted a sign for anestate sale. He decided to take a look.He walked into the house; it appeared many had already been through toclaim much of the items. Things appeared to be in a state of disarray.There was a folding table with a couple people sitting behind it wholooked to be in charge, he approached them."Hi," he offered a smile, "I was driving around and saw the signs,thought I'd take a look around." Welcome," a lady in a white tee answered,. I could feel him breathing into my wet cunt. I raised my hips and my pussy above his face, as he was about to lick me. But I wanted to tease him. I again lowered my hips and let my ass hit his nose; but when he was about to lick, I lifted my hips again. I repeated this act a few times and my hubby pleaded to get a taste of my pussy. I thought to finish teasing, since I wanted his lips on my pussy more than him.Victor began licking my pussy lips and I felt his tongue going deeper into my wet. Grindr wouldn’t exist.Yesterday I was sitting on my couch, wearing only a pair of white speedos and working on a super hot speedo photo set (if you are nice to me I will post some pics from that on here tomorrow). As you can imagine - when I’m hard at work, I am sometime ‘HARD’ at work.I’ve had a Grindr account for a while but I don’t use it much although I’d had some great times using it.So instead of jacking off in my speedos I picked up my mobile and logged into Grindr for the first time.