Crouching in the psychology section just to see her skirt riding up as she sat down. Standing in the European History corner just to see her lean over... the counter to help someone. I know. Sad but incredibly exciting. So this is what happened on a wet Thursday 2 weeks ago when I went in for my weekly fix of my current fantasy lady. It was about 4.30 and the store was pretty empty – I took up my favourite position in psychology again and started my usual pretence of browsing the texts whilst my. Ross Curran settled behind his desk, taking great interest in the prices he was monitoring on his computer screen. He was about to call attention to something with her when he saw a look on her face he had to comment on."The cat got your tongue? You seem to have something to say." He asked."How did I fit in out there? I've been so worried about being a frog at a dog show and I just ate lunch with men 20 or more years older than my father and I was OK." She said bewildered.Ross smiled at her,. I woke up in what appeared to be some sort of primitive thatched roof hut. I was naked on a cot with my hands tied behind me and to the wall of the hut. My head pounded. At least the pounding in my head took my mind off the pain in my ankle.There was a doorless opening in the hut. On either side stood two beautiful young women, completely naked except for brightly colored feathers in their hair. Each one was holding some sort of primitive spear. They stood motionless except for occasional. I let my cock adjust to her pussy and just took everything in. I fucked her gently for a few minute, listening to Ashley moans as we all got off on each other. I pulled my cock out every so often to run my tongue across her pussy and up her ass-crack. I put my penis back into her, this time fucking her with authority, making her cum all over my cock. She loved every second of it. We took a break for just a moment and Ashley said that she wanted to see her ride my cock. I laid back onto the bed.