" I said and she nodded, grabbing a little sign that had a #3 on it and motioned me over to a large dressing room. She unlocked the door for me, and I... nodded as she shooed away and I stepped into the room. I stripped completely, slipping on the pink tank top that outlined my breasts and slid on the lace peach coloured skirt that showed my pussy and I grinned, feeling good about how well my body was and I took it all off, putting my regular clothes back on and carried the two items to the front. I looked like a real slut.Victor could not resist coming up and hugging me from behind. He slipped his hand under the mini skirt and I felt two of his naughty fingers entering my wet pussy lips…Then he drove me to the sex shop.As we walked in, the guy behind the counter asked if we were going to the theatre; because I was dressed to be fucked. Victor asked if there were many men inside. The guy answered at least was a dozen of single men there inside.Then I would be the only slut for all of. Oh! One more thing. He had complete control of her. He was looking at the outline of her breasts through the dress, almost licking his lips in anticipation. ‘What do you have to say for yourself?’ he asked. ‘Please. Just say the phrase to release me. I won’t say anything to anyone. Release me and forget about this,’ she awkwardly said. She knew instinctively he wouldn’t just let her go, so hoped to persuade him to slow down long enough for the hour to pass. Once she heard the clock chime in. ....his hige bbc in me so easy poking my spot''fuck what are you doing to me , iam str8 goooodddd''''shhhh iam too, we just having fun boy, we are just having some secret fun in your cute pussy''i moan up like a fag , he had me good in his arm sliding in my ass good and deephe just hand to start rubbing my little hairless ball and i cum in his hands , him kissing me calling me his girl to stop pretending i dont love this his hands full of my cum rubbing it call on my titties, moaning feeling.