Raising each of Missy's long slim legs into eachof the raised stirrups, she lightly fastened the restraining straparound each ankle.Missy felt terribl...y vulnerable her legs raised and apart, only theskimpiest of medical smocks hiding her modesty."It's not elegant darling," soothed Missy's Auntie, "but it will helpthe doctor immensely." I'll administer the relaxant now Doctor," she announced, preparing aneedle and vial.The doctor grunted his assent, occupied as he was preparing. .. the feeling that something growing hard to support my ass .. the .. it had to be there ... the person behind me had gradually gained a huge erection. I was sure ... through the thin dress fabric was not to be mistaken. A stranger stood plastered up behind me and rubbed the hard-on locked in his pants against my ass . Or maybe he thought it was as I rubbed myself against him? Tribulation and movement in the crowd I could not prevent could and he perhaps misunderstood ?I did not quite know. I got out of my car – titties in full view and climbed into the cab of the tow truck. We were total strangers caught up in the moment. He was black and I am very pale white, but that made no differenceHe was eagerly waiting for me to get into the truck. He groped for my breasts and pulled off my clothes. He started kneading them, sucking on them, twirling my nipples between his fingers. He managed to say, “I love big tits. I can’t get enough of them.” I told him my tits loved what he was doing. I do not have far to go, but the hated scent of man is all about, so I circle warily. My nose and ears tell me exactly where my prey is, but I have learned from painful experience not to rush into these things. I circle the wooden den that often houses both men and prey, but if there is a man about, he is well hidden.Why have I not hunted here before? It is far from other men. If they hear our cries at all, they will be only faint echoes.I am close enough, now, to see my prey, and from.