Go inside and use the bathroom. Clean your nasty ass up. Don't dawdle."I said, "Yes, sir," and hurried inside. I sat there in that tiny bathroom, hold...ng my head in my hands and sobbing hopelessly while that cruel bastard's cum slowly drained out of me. When my ass stopped draining I stood up and looked down at the mess in the toilet bowl. I was relieved that there was no sign of blood. I had been all but certain that I had torn something inside of me when I fell down on his cock.I used a damp. On many occasions, over some years, I would be outside like this and actually was a nervous wreck and dizzy as well, from fear and excite, both.Later, I started oiling my legs with a mild sweet scented oil, got the adrenaline spiked even further, apparently some of the men took notice, when once a man walked past me and whispered "damn you smell good bitch", went on about his way, or, so I thought, then I look up and see a big strong powerful white cock in his hands, him gesturing to me to keep. Her nipples weren’t very big, either, but they were sticking out like little bullets. He could see she was hotter than a three dollar pistol! ‘You want more, doncha, honey?’ he said, his voice a croak. ‘You liked what old Tom gave ya, dincha?’ Ann didn’t reply. He might be coarse, uncouth, and not very good-looking, but his cock was hard! Soon she’d have it in her, making her feel wonderful again! She knelt on the bed, reached out a small, soft hand, and cupped the rigid pole of flesh. The man. Lace andfrills bras, panties, heels, and costumes were everywhere. Carla beginto pull stuff from the rack. Her back was turned to him so he couldn'tsee her but he could make out something baby blue colored. Carla toldhim to enter a dressing nook and to undress. As Jess begin to take offhis clothes he stood there in his briefs. He didn't know whether heshould completely undress. What exactly was he doing? "Give me all your clothes. Not just the shorts and shirt. I want yourshoes and underwear.