Inspired after a long time by these stories, by the chats (and now apps like the one with the mask) and also by some old and extinct cybersex from the silver age I ended up, like some here, wandering in the area of social work faculties. The drink and substances would make me feel drowsy and I'd end up with someone else's thong stolen from a well-endowed neighbor walking and hinting around the area. It's beautiful to hear cars approaching, braking or passing slowly. It's beautiful to remember how we'd get in and take a turn until finding some dark street and there we'd devour each other with the occasion's male. To brag about it, taking out the cock from my pants little by little and getting comfortable or even covered with some jacket to get close to her cock, suck her off and start licking her. Other times I wouldn't hide as much and would sit in 4 or bent over on the seat, tapping and sucking without caring if someone walked by the sidewalk. And while one, two, and once three fingers entered my Booty. Once I got into a car with my neighbor's thong, I showed it to her immediately after lowering my pants. That time I sucked her off thoroughly and started searching desperately for the cum to take it. He meanwhile was tearing apart the thong I left as a gift in the car.
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