A knife came out of his pocket, and before I knew it he'd cut the security tag off the case. He was going to steal the DVD! Why that in the closet, fr...ighten little fag!The aisles blurred by as I rushed to the brown door, but I stopped in front and took a few deep breaths so I wouldn't look as flustered as I felt. I pushed open the door to the sound of scurrying feet and shuffling clothes.He stood in front of the Big Boobs rack, his cheeks flushed and his right hand trembling. I took a few. I said then what I should wear?He then took the car off the highway to a deserted small road. He stopped the car and started removing my clothes forcefully. I tried to stop him but he warned if I stop him he will tear it and make me walk on road. So I let me strip me. He removed my dress and threw it in the back and then he removed my inners and threw them outside the car. Then he opened the door went out and took a photo of me sitting like this in an open field inside the car.Then he came back. I cam to her panties I began to slide them down her thighs and threw them on the floor, I saw her beautiful brown pussy with a little patch of hair with shaved pussy lips and a nice tan clit ready to be licked. I spread her legs and saw how wet her pussy was it was just calling me to eat it and fuck it. I leaned my head in opened my mouth and kissed her pussy she moaned. I parted her plump lips and began to lick and suck her clit she began to moan louder with every movement of my mouth. I sat. The Gent’s toilet was a dark lit building with very small windows up near the roof standing on the corner of a side street which was a cul-de-sac. There were individual old fashioned porcelain toilet stalls. The place used to have a very strong urine smell no matter when you went in there. The man used to be standing facing into one of the stalls in the corner. When my pal and I or anyone went in he used to start humming a tune to himself. We used to go to the stall on each side of him and.