The light from the shop windows cast shadows making her look ethereally predatory, one moment bathed in a halo of light, the next a darker shadow amon...gst many.He was caught between desire and terror, fight or flight but he knew he had to go to her, to look into her eyes, see her smile and make himself an offering to her blazing beauty. He felt like a clumsy human enchanted by a vampire, drawn to her by the desire to bare his throat to her so that he could feel the exquisite pain of her mouth. She knew she could not fight him off and had no doubt he was going to rape her, and that Barbra was not going to do anything to stop him. She laid there horrified as she watched the man that looked old enough to be her father, undress. He was the first man she had ever seen naked and the first real cock hanging between his legs.The young teen watched as Barbra’s husband stroked his cock. It seemed to get longer and thicker, definitely harder, as it stood straight out. The teen wondered if it. His cock rifled in and out of me, furtively. I tightened on the outstroke and relaxed as he plunged inside of me. It felt so good and my wetness was sliding down my legs. One of my socks was soaked in it.He suddenly grabbed my hair, pulling his cock out of my hungry pussy and roughly pulled me down onto my knees. I cried out, tears starting in my eyes at the pain, and he forced his cock into my open mouth. He slammed against the back of my throat and the shock of it nearly made me gag. I. As I drove to the club I realized that I had left way too early. Now what? Oh well, I thought, I’d come up with something. I pulled into the parking lot behind the club, then walked to the front. Only eight o’clock. Great. Not even open yet. I walked down the street almost to the end of the block when I was approached by a middle aged man who asked me if I was working the street or just out for a walk. I realized that he took me for a hooker, specifically a street walker. Well, at least the.