’There was a shuffling of feet and scrape of chairs, the door thumped shut and Cindy and Carol were left alone under the hot lights. Cindy looked up..., eyes half closed, her face blotched and tearstained and her hair matted and tangled wit sweat. ‘OH FUCK! This is all your fault you fucking stupid cow!’ ‘But Cindy?’‘DON’T FUCKING CINDY ME!’ She screamed. ‘You could’ve stopped this upstairs??I don’t know any names? Course you fucking do?All those people who came to the house...those fucking silly. Donald sits on the stool between her legs and asks to see a pair of the boots in the window in Emma’s size and dark brown. He assures the clerk he can help Emma try them on himself. Lifting one leg and placing the foot on the rest, he winks at Emma as he has her slide the first boot on. Slowly and deliberately, Donald begins to lace up the boot. Emma joins in on this game and spreads her legs enough that Donald has a perfect view of her panty covered crotch. Donald leans close to her as he. Yet, because of him, that little world was expanding to nearly unimaginable girth. He was perplexed by her, one moment she oozed confidence then the next it seemed faded. He recognized easily those hints of her inability to see her true worth to him because of those underlining issues. Again, he thought, he would pluck away those issues and open her up to shine. He questioned, ‘You don’t believe what I say?’ She shrugged, her fingers nervously fidgeted against the slick vinyl. He lifted his. I kneeled doggie style and pulled up my skirt to my waist. He rubbed my pussy and fingered my clit until it swole up and throbbed. My pussy clamped down tight in an orgasm, and then he pushed his dick in and began thrusting it back and forth. I asked him how it felt to fuck a nasty slut like me. He didn't say a word, just kept fucking me and fucking me. I liked hearing him make little ah and ooh sounds, while he fucked me. I told him that I was a nympho, and if he could fuck me for a while.