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Here spread eagled and a zipper. My hands were being held, my legs and I was lying naked in the park thinking of a shower! Madness. Then the hands left my privates. The hands were actually soft, not tearing at me, but caressing me, and…darn…getting me wet! I didn’t know how tits violence could get me wet. This was a different kind of violence and a different kind of wet and I was anxious for my shower and to be let go but they hadn’t finished getting a “taste” as he said. It was wrong, I knew it was wrong, but I started to say to myself: “Just do it. Just get it over with and let me take my dress and go.” My head was swimming with “let me go” thoughts and then I felt a penis on me, at me, in me, back and forth, in and almost out and then in again and my mind was saying “let me go home” but my body, my disloyal and insubordinate body was saying: “fuck me, fuck me hard, make me come and doggystyle then let me go.” That penis, a fat one, spreading my lips, exploring my cunt, my body lifted my hips and gripped that penis and then I grunted, I was ashamed of myself, I couldn’t help myself, I was coming on this penis in me which moved a few insistent more times, spurting hot inside. The guys started chuckling again, muttering, “She liked it. Did you see that? She came for him and now it’s my turn.” I still was held down for the second guy and in went his penis. I was numb from the first thick penis and this one wasn’t as big. What was I doing comparing rapists? And I was thinking, comparing and started churning inside again, my naughty body taking over again and I lifted my hips to let in the second penis whish soon was limp and a third was at me and I smelled more tobacco and was thinking shower. Then a fourth. I’d made three penises limp and actually I was ready for number four. I was fighting back, not letting them enjoy a resistance as they might want and my cunt was tired and dripping out all the three previous comes and waiting for the final one. My eyes still closed. My body still being held and my legs spread and then number four! At last! This wouldn’t take long I thought. I was almost home. But number four, of course, was different. It was bigger, longer, thicker and I felt impaled and spread and I felt my legs stretch of themselves. “Let her go guys. I’ve got her pinned with big old ‘Charlie’ here and she’s not going anywhere. She likes fucking, even strange fucking with strange men in a dark park” and he stuck “Charlie” deep inside me and my hands and feet were released from their grips. My body liked “Charlie”…”Churning” “Fucking” “Charlie.” He stuck me deep, taking my breath, making me dizzy. I lifted my knees and held on for my final ride and his tobacco breath was at my mouth, licking at me, I opened my eyes, he was good looking and sweaty and naked and I held his chest on mine and let him fuck me hard as he was grunting and my body was in total charge of me and squeezing his huge cock. We were animals fucking like dogs in the park and I was thinking of Jim and his dog and how I came years ago and had that picture in my mind with this new “Charlie” and being fucked and coming and the guys chuckling and waiting for my shower, then big walking, almost running home in my dress, opening the door, up the stairs, turning on the shower. I couldn’t wait to be clean and clean away those guys chuckling because they had not only raped me but also made me come, several times. I was ashamed of my body…my naughty, dirty, betraying body. The water felt wonderful, cleaning me off. I was soaping myself now, every cum nook and cranny and washing my muff and privates and then I couldn’t take my hands away from myself. I was Hardcore getting aroused thinking of the night and four cocks and my hands and body took charge and I came again! I guess I couldn’t blame my body, or my hands, they were just being their licentious selves, pleasuring me in their own way. I knew it was wrong, that boys/men would be whatever they would be and all of us girls knew what they wanted and sometimes got, not always after a dinner and a show, not always after a dance, sometimes we got it in a dark park and sometimes, a girl got off in a dark park and in the shower after! I double locked the front door and went to bed, wondering about myself, my body, my feelings, about life and how I was home and showered. Sunday morning. [I don't care who you have to kill get the job done!] Do it again. animalistic. “Con… Connor” she gasped. If he had felt any regret about it being Jill instead of Jenny he seemed to have forgotten them now. “If I win, we’ll all squeeze into bed together , in a big sexy tangle. She immediately fought back, reaching and trying to push me off. She had on a long sleeve Wonder Woman t-shirt that cutoff right below her breasts exposing her tight abs, with Hardcore matching Wonder Woman boy shorts and thigh high socks. What he did not know was the panties I put in the cabinet were white, worn out cum and the elastic was stretched out, thongs. Why is Silvia just standing doggystyle there agreeing and even suggesting that this is ok? “Silvia, tits I don’t think this is a good idea… what if I can’t get to the ladies room and customers see… and they’ll see that it’s my bad time and that won’t be sexy.” One day, we decided to take him up on his offer. I reached behind her, grabbing one of her ass cheeks as a handle, and grinded her hips back and forth, intensifying her orgasm by grinding her clit against me. He certainly was not in love with her. She has a slave mark on her face – she’ll never have the respect of her male colleagues again. In response to my nod, she closed the door behind her and ran quietly barefoot to me. “Hello Jim” it didn’t seem to quite fit the situation, but it was nice none-the-less. And something about that made Laura incredibly wet. Kim then broke the kiss and pushed my head down on her cock with one hand while she held her cock up with other. Mid morning I walk close to Gertrude, who pulls her cloak close around he plump naked body. Eve was a mix of goth and metalhead that is freshly turned 18 with pale white skin and raven black hair. How does that sound to you?" Olivia nodded, weirdly cool as a cucumber. It’s really difficult not to stare at it.” She definitely looked like she got plenty big of sun but yet she didn’t have that leathery look most older women got who spent too much time in the sun. I bumped and grinded to the music alone, feeling my exposed cock move with every movement. He'd latched onto that impulsive admission in my sleep and uncovered a part of me I hadn't even realized existed. "What time is mommy due home from work?" She kissed me before I ended.