It was not my fault! I stood my ground like I should have and it was definitely all Laith’s fault. Jackass. Closing my eyes and remembering how it f...lt to kiss him, his smell, how good the sex had been and then, remembering the sting of his hand on my face. Not my fault. Tears that no longer could be held back erupted from my eyes. Sobbing I wrapped myself tighter in the blanket and cried into its softness. The moon and her stars the only witnesses. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++. "Wait, WHAT? How did you even..." She giggles again as she could read your confusion like a book."Yes, you must be confused. Well, I am a genie: I get trapped in ordinary looking objects and grant wishes to whoever frees me. I, like many genies, was first kept in an ordinary old lamp. No one bothered to pick up or polish my lamp, however. When I was in the 21st century, my lamp was about to be destroyed in a garbage crushing machine, and if the object gets crushed, so does the genie living. All three men watched me as one of them groped me and eventually untied the halter top of my dress, lowered the zipper in the back and let it fall to the floor at my feet. If they're waiting to see if I'll object they're looking at the wrong woman. I watched them watch me for a few minutes. But then my attention returned to the woman trying on clothes in the alcove. I can't see her quite as well from here. But I can see her well enough.The seated man quietly asked, "That fascinates you, doesn't. So I do. After it, I go to pornhub to find some background noise and start watching for new toys to my hungry pussy. I put my wrist between my legs, and push it to my clit, start rubbing it. I do it for a while, then, when my clit becomes stimulated enough I switch to my fingers.I can caress it for an hour before I reaching for my glass dildo. On the longer side, it has four bumps, the shorter side has the g-spot curve. I start licking it then I push it slowly into my wet pussy. It penetrates.