She reached the lights on the corner and seemed unaware of the many pairs of eyes, Katie's included, that appraised her, admired her, lusted after her...Even the stop sign appeared to watch this angelic vision, turning green instantly to allow her to continue on her way unimpeded by the rush hour traffic before she finally disappeared from Katie's view around the corner.Isolated once more, the light seeming to go with the woman, Katie lifted her drink, sipping the warm minty chocolate, her one. ”“Aye, he called me Taylor Swift, and I didn’t mind that, I’m happy to be Taylor Swift and let him imagine having sex with her whilst he’s having sex with me ... As long as he’s having sex with me!” She laughs. “So, we swap our fantasies all the time, and we never judge each other. We’ll do anything for each other ... So last year we’re watching the first series of UK of Zoo, and I told him I wanted to imagine he was a big dog, and we had a lot of fun ... And then he asks me if I want to come. I watch for a moment and tell you “Stand up like a good girl”.The words good girl wash over you leaving you eager to please. You stand prideful and determined, legs still wobbly under you. I grab your face and tell you to spread your legs. You shuffle your legs apart and feel my index finger slide in your pussy. “Whose cunt is this?” I ask. “Yours daddy.” you mutter delicately.I Insert another finger. A subtle smile creeps across your face.“Whose pussy is this?” I demand“Yours Sir” you exclaim. He rested and went for four more.“Enough ... don’t over do it. Lets try some more now. Can you raise yourself if you hold onto Mallory and me?”“I think so.”“Then swing your legs to the side and when we lean down, you hold onto our shoulders, we’ll help you.”Marc wasn’t able to grip their shoulders, but he did manage to pull himself up as they placed their hands over his and held him tight to their shoulders.He stood on shaky legs, half stooped and wobbling, but he was standing ... and it felt.