The office had hired a couple of people to reduce her workload. She'd finally come to her senses and returned to single life after a string of two bad... relationships.She meant to enjoy it to its fullest.The wind whipped through her short blonde hair, bringing a smile to her lips as she cruised between the fields and trees, far off the beaten path, 80s music rocking from the speakers. She rolled her eyes when the song ended and a bumper declared the station as oldies before going to commercial.. Making her nice blonde curtains all shitty. I feel so, so powerful. I torture her with it, smothering her, permitting her a few seconds of breath, then back down into the sludge she goes! My pole twitches and leaks with newly-pubescent cravings as she comes up for air and squeals and begs and pleads through shitty lips and shitty tongue before her frantic words are turned to gurglings as she is given another shitty facial. Nobody is calling Jonny a smelly little loser-boy now! Who stinks now?. .. but here she was at the entrance to an alley. A ripe plum about to be picked. A victim.The big man seemed to appear from nowhere. She hadn't heard him approach, and startled, she took a quick step backward and bumped into the rough brickwork of the building behind her. The man matched her step with one forward, so that he was very close, and looking steeply down into her frightened eyes, he spoke in a rich, deep baritone: "Hello, girly."She was genuinely frightened, but for a brief second,. Around me the other actresses knelt and caressed me, rubbing, letting their fingers run all over my body. Finally, one of them, a small, chubby, sweet looking brunette, reached between my legs and caressed my pussy. Another followed her and together they pushed their fingers in my wet hole and started fucking me, while the rest of them sucked my tits.I squirmed and arched from lust. My whole body was charged. Suddenly I, too, wanted everyone to see how I got fucked, and slowly sat up. Close by.