A street walking, Faggot, slave, whore.They are getting closser, there is no way you can escape!Imagine and feel,Imagine and feel, their hands all ove...r your body.Pinching your nipples. Fondeling your balls. inflating the already big butplug in your Faggot ass pussy. Imagine and Feel. their spit hitting your face. How one of them spanks your ass.One of them takes your purse and empties it on the pavement a huge stash of condoms and a giant dildo, no money.They are gone. While you are gathering. Only three minutes passed before there was a light scratching of fingernails at my door."Come in," I called softly.The door opened and closed quietly, the lock clicked and the light came on. There was Lynn in all her glory. Naked as the day she was born. Not an unfamiliar sight to me. It had become a twice weekly habit for her to get drunk and then walk naked from her dorm to Mark's window. After, though, she would always come to 'borrow' one of my shirts for the return walk to her dorm.. My mind was back to working in six , leaving me to sit back in my own mind and enjoy it. Maybe I am God today, taking a 3rd person view on my own first fuck. “Its my first time.” I said as I took my belt off and through it on the pile with my shirt, shoos, and socks. Lin froze, paws at her hips, fingers about to unclasp the hip clasps holding her shorts up. “You too!?” We stopped dead in our tracks for the second time today; though far less hummer here. “I thought you'd of had at least one. I do not remember pushing the underwear I wore as pajamas down. I'm pretty sure I'm not the one who took her panties off either. And I don't remember getting on top of her. We were just writhing around while we kissed, until suddenly my prick was surrounded by the same incredible heat her breasts had burned me with when she first pressed them against me. As that heat climbed all the way to the base of my prick she sobbed into my mouth and almost crushed me with her arms.And then there was all.