Do you want some company?”I wasn’t sure if I should have taken that sexual or not, but I wanted the company, especially because of the weird creak... the house made when the wind hit it the right way. She laid down in the blanket next to me, and she faced me. She started “There’s something I wanted to get off of my chest. It was terrible of me to corner you the last time you were here a few years ago. The last thing I would want is for you to feel like you were forced into it.”I awkwardly smiled,. You realised that, by now, all of the men were naked and they were all looking at you. The nearest man came closer, grinned and called out “She’s been watchin’ us - friggin’ ‘erself off too - randy cow!”. You, stunned into immobility, leaned against the wall where you’d stumbled with your hand still inside your knickers. Another of the men, with blonde hair, a ring in his ear and tattoos along his penis came closer and caught your arm, “If she wants to spy on us it’s only fair that we cop a. During the next week it was all I could think about. I could not wait till the stylist got in contact with me. I went home one day and went onto Face Book and she had a message for me to stop by the shop so we could talk. I walked right over to the shop and she told me that Jen would love to do it. I asked her when I was supposed to meet her. She told me to be here at 9:00 pm on Friday night wearing my cuffs and my collar this G-string. She handed me a red G-string and a button down shirt. She. It feels great on my cock. Just shut the fuck up or I’ll fuck you in the ass too.”“Oh shit no! Please don’t’ do that. I’ve never done it that way. I only do blow jobs and regular sex. Not that!” she begged.I didn’t give a shit what she was saying; all I knew is that the load of cum I felt earlier was getting bigger. Taking a grip of the back of her skirt and the other hand taking a big handful of her long hair I rammed her pussy as hard as I could. Pulling her head back as I fucked her I felt.