My fingers rub faster as I lift up your shirt and start kissing your lovely breasts. Giving the hard nipples a firm flick with my tongue. My hand belo...w rubs its way further down, my fingers soaking in the sweet pussy juices of your lust. You gasp with surprise as you feel my middle finger enter your tight pussy. In and out, it slides. As I rub my hand up and down your wet pussy. Try as you might, you can’t help but moan from the pleasure of it all. All thoughts of being caught vanish from your. ”“And this turns you on?”“Oh God yes ... in my fantasies. I would never want it to happen for real. God I would be so humiliated.”“Do you know these men?”“No, not when there’s a bunch of them, they’re just random men, strangers.”“What about an individual. Do you have one person who you fantasize about?”“Humm?”“I said, do you have a man that you fantasize about.”“Oh ah no, of course not.” She said and she quickly took the focus from her. “What about you? What are your fantasies?”I knew she was. I reached my car and was about to open the door when I felt a massive hand cover my mouth and I was pinned against the door.Then I heard his voice again. "We meet again, little boy," he said, his mouth really close to my ear.I was terrified, but I was not going to give up that easily. I started to struggle, and I quickly realized how useless it was. This man was so much stronger than me, and evidently knew what he was doing. He dragged me a couple of steps to the hood of the car and bent me. You demand me to beg again. I plea. Your tongue attacks me and sends my body into a lip biting fit. After a while you stop and come up to me again. This time you go straight into me without asking anything. Your thrusts are slow. Slow because it seems to be getting the most reaction out of me. In. Out. In. Out. My moans filling your ears. Pleasure filled music. My head tosses from side to side. My lips attempting to form words. My body meeting your tempo, thus driving me crazy. I slyly smile.