Of course I did fuck her but I really should have just fucked her whenever she had asked me to. Why not? If it made her feel so good, why didn't I? I ...ow understood what she had been craving. I should have just fucked her several times a day whether I was horny or not. It was sad thinking about what a fool I had been with her.My girlfriend likes to drink and we had gone out drinking with her girlfriend. In the early hours of the morning the friend came back to the room with us and fell asleep. The man behind the wall was lightly moaning as I rubbed it. Wayne instructed me to have my cock touch his. I moved myself up against the wall and as my short, stubby tip touched....my cock grew. My excitement and cock elevated as I had both this stranger's cock and mine in my hands. I felt his pulse throbbing through his meat. Rubbing our flesh sticks against each other, I felt the heat radiated. I became much more relaxed. Wayne coaxed me on and on until, I got on my knees and held this. His eyes were fixed on my big, bouncing tits. I brushed off my red hair from my shoulders, making sure he had an unobstructed view. His dick was so thick and hard. He was in so much pain. He needed relief.And so did my pussy.I straddled his knees, almost pressing my tits in his face as I pulled the panties down over his head. I giggled at my panties digging into his short hair, the elastic band tight about his forehead. His hands seized my thighs.“Damn, you are one sexy woman,” he groaned. “And. He stood there for several minutes without saying anything., just admiringher body. A smile crossed hi lips as he thought about all that he had plannedfor her. Her state of mind was quite different. Blindfolded and cuffed, she knew shehad no way to escape. Her mind raced, this man may not even be the one shewas talking to online. Or, maybe he would invite all his friends over for agang bang. Or worse, yet, what if he never let her go. He let her stand there a few minutes, allowing her to ponder.