Slight sperm traces had formed on the side from the back and forth with the straps. I also sat down on the bench and we turned so that we each sat opp...site. "Somehow I always wanted to try that," she said and took my member between both boots. Then she started giving me a shoe job. First with the tip, then with the side, then finally with the sole. It felt very good. The black suede and the pattern on the sole. Then she turned and went into the doggystyle position. Her bum looked really good. He stood up in front of where I sat, placing his dick right in front of my mouth. I playfully licked the tip as he tilted his head back and smiled. I worked my mouth over every inch of his cock, sucking and licking. Only a few minutes in and I could tell it was hard for him to stand up. He pushed me onto my back and lowered himself to his knees. My legs spread, inviting him to do as he pleased. I felt his soft lips kiss my entrance and his warm tongue circling my clitoris. The pleasure was. Sometimes completely random, uninspired. Others, inspired by my surroundings. Something as innocent as a stranger, reaching past me in the supermarket to grab something off a shelf. Their arm, inches away from my neck. Maybe I’ll imagine them wrapping that cut bicep and forearm around me, passionately pulling me in close. That’s just the beginning of the daydream! So basically, I’m just walking around all of the time, horny, wet, and ready to be ****d by strangers. I’m not sore on the eyes and. We start again, and now the gravel grinds on my wounds. The pain has surpassed my level of feeling, and has faded into nothingness now. I stop screaming and breathe, examining my situation. Townspeople are gathered all around me, staring and murmuring. They are so self-righteous, with their fancy codes and rules. They condemn anyone who dares to be different, who dares to show a sign of spirit and happiness. I suddenly feel a blaze of power to my left, and glance up at an attic window. Rainbow.