They seem to think that because a woman is scantily clad, they have the right to blatantly stare. “Oh neither,” I replied, “I just came with my husband.”
“Ah, I wondered who you would have come with. One rough group of men even called out, “Ooo baby, I can almost see it.” Rob just laughed and said that I had plenty of admirers. I felt his hands grasp my hips and his cock locate my wet and slippery pussy, then easily slide right in. I did, in a way, feel excited satisfaction at having done such an obscene, crude thing, but I’d really wanted more fucking. It had been so crude and dirty, fucked like a whore, with no love only sexual desire. I felt his tongue pressing between my lips. “Why not,” he laughed.
