She was wearing a loose, crop top t-shirt and beige shorts with an elasticated waist. Her back was to him now but later…..He moved up behind her and...put his hands on her hips, just standing slightly apart from her – he expected her to resist or pull away but she moved her body back to press against his loins. He moved his hands round and up under her soft t-shirt, slowly sliding over her skin to cup her breasts. Holding them he pulled her back against him.She turned her head and kissed him but. Other men began to cut in and Gary would let them dance with me for a while.As one man was dancing with me he started to finger me like Gary had been. I let him do whatever he wanted to. He fingered me into a great orgasm. It had been building up for a bit so when he got me off I just rolled in it for quite some time. My dance partner held me firmly, and as we walked off the floor back to our table he whispered that he wanted to fuck me.Gary overheard him and invited him to set with us. He sat. She walked straight over to the kitchen and, taking the bottle from her husband, poured herself a drink.“Satisfied now?” she asked the visitors. And with that put 3 glasses on a tray and went over to serve them. She bent in front of each man in turn and as they took their glass her tits were hanging inches from their faces.“Fuckin’ hell!” Exclaimed Paul.“I hope so.” she answered as she perched with legs crossed on a bar stool next to the counter. She sat looking at the men and they at her.. ”She was so sick of it all. Sick of the shame and guilt. Sick of the ancient texts, pointless rituals and thankless menial labor dominating her life. Sick of powerful men lying and looking down on her. Sick of being denied one of life's simplest pleasures.Jessica closed her eyes and envisioned one of the young men from the parade. She hadn't seen his face thanks to the rubber mask he'd been wearing, but he was tall, fit and covered in clinging black latex. She began circling the outer lips of.
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