Her ass was firm and her waist tight. She had the sexy, thin arms of a model and she was tanned from modeling in the sun. Her face was round and cute ...like a child but she was 26 years old. Her neck was long and slender, her lips full, her eyes green. He loved how her long, curly brown hair cascaded from her head. He looked at her lips and slender throat again. He was going to really enjoy fucking that mouth. He stood next to her for some time and told her to stroke her wet pussy. He reached. .. No!.. NO!” she screamed as the first pulses pierced her cunt. Her scream was even louder when the pulses struck in her ass.She decided that there was nothing she could do about the poking pulses and tried to relax and accept them– or at least, endure them. When she did, something changed. They didn’t exactly become pleasurable, but they were no longer pain. They were just... very intense.She didn’t know how long the pokey pulses lasted, but almost as soon as it switched back over to the. I might give thme e slight tingle with my finger tips. Then I would slowly lower your skirt down over your knees and take it off completely. You now only have your little pair of panties on. I would run my finger up and down your slit to feel the moisture now flowing more freely. Then suddenly without warning I would strip off your panties and gaze ever so lustfully upon your now fully naked body, - what a beautiful sight for me to behold!! I would just have to make some appropriate sexual. This one time I was there and an old man asked me if I wanted a blow job, I declined because I was afraid to do anything in a semi public place. Well go forward 25 years and the only cock I've had is jerking myself off and that nerve seems to be enough. I've had the urge to head to the nearest book store and try my luck, I've talked myself out of doing this many times but now the urge is so strong.I put on my prettiest panties and drove into the city to try my luck. I paid my fee and entered.