. I..." Kristy, what is it?" ... I... don't... know... I..." Kristy, are you feeling all right?"The strange sensation swept over her more powerfully n...w. Her eyes were open but they were glazed as her mind was rapidly surrendering to this... what?Try as she might, Kristy seemed unable to focus either her eyes or attention on anything other than the feeling that she was no longer in control, that she was being guided, forced to submit -- but to what?The words came slowly and without feeling as. My embarrassment was met by a snickering from the phone. My hairy, overgrown pubes surrounded my...cunt, a vulgar unkempt caveman mess of damp tangled wiry weeds surrounding glistening lips that parted slightly. A shining pink slit of desire peeked from between them. My free hand crawled down my belly. "Don't you touch it," the phone warned, and I yanked my hand back. "Just snap it and send it." And the line went suddenly dead. I stared at the image of my hairy cunt and pressed the shutter. Being used was making me want cock desperately and I begged and pleaded to suck his cock as he fucked me with the bat. He said he was pretty small and embarrassing for him but I told him it really didn't matter at all, I just wanted a cock to suck on so much. Eventually, he agreed and straddled my face lowering his dick into my mouth. It was pretty small, but I was so grateful for a real cock to suck on. I licked and sucked like it was the best dick in the world and he fucked me at the same. Now there is always what considered the "gay guy" working in these stores, but this guy, he was different. He walked around very feminine as if it was very natural, his clothes well he wore them like a girl. This guy really grabbed my attention. For the first time I was looking at a guy, not a shemale and my interest was sparked. I pretended to look around the store, although really just scoping out this guy. I heard him talking to a lady shopping, he had no lisp which was exciting but a very.