Other places the guys acted as if you were a plague. Other places just ignored you as I weren’t even there. I sat one time fully dressed as a wanton... whore in an adult theater by myself ( well I did manage to suck one old guy off) for 3 hrs. The manager kept coming in to see if I needed anything. I continually told him a hard cock but nothing ever came of it. Now is the time for honesty. My goal was to go in into an arcade with GloryHoles as I was fully dressed as a wanton female cum slut and. She throws her head back and moans loudly as he starts to swirl his tongue up and down her slit. All the lustful feelings that had been growing inside her since the day before are being unleashed as the waves of pleasure pulse through her as he finds her swollen clit and begins eagerly teasing it with his tongue, sending her into spasms of ecstasy. Filled with raw lust, she wriggles her hips uncontrollably, lifting up off the bed, grinding her cunt into his face. He moves his hands off her hips. Sheturned down the hallway, entering the massive living room. There were fourmen and Stephen in the room. She smiled as she entered, her eyes moving fromeach of them. She had met some of them before when she was younger, before she went toboarding school. The first was the Judge, a prominent jurist, a good friendof Stephen's. He was about sixty five, graying hair, slim figure, impeccablydressed, a dashing figure if it wasn't for his age. Seated on the other endof the couch was a handsome man. But it didn't. Oh, how I would have loved to get my dick out and unload all over her ass, her back, perhaps even her hair if I could reach it. That thought itself almost made me do it. But something was holding me back; the sudden realization that I could never forgive myself for wasting wave after wave of cum. To see it land on her body, to have to clean it up, to make sure there weren't any traces. In a moment of clear brain functionality, I decided I had to hide the evidence. And I had to.