CHAPTER THREE
Cindy began to play with her cunt again. One fastie was just a teaser. And the added excitements of the streak, seeing that big, broad-shouldered animal with the beautiful long prick, made her more eager for fun than ever.
No more dreaming about TV and movie studs; she had a real live man to think about when she blew her cookies. Of course it would never turn real, even though he probably lived not over three blocks away! Cindy remembered the cute, plump brunette who had trailed right behind him; she had worn only dark glasses and she was exceptionally pretty, with large titties and a curvy plump ass. Long, dark hair. Men liked thick, wavy fragrant hair. Hers was cut so short. She was not pretty, not the way men liked a girl to be pretty. Sometimes she almost hated to look
