Shopping for Strangers

I was at the mall shopping when I saw him. He looked like he was about the same age as my Daddy. Daddy almost caught me in my bedroom with one of my fuck buddies the other night. I was so scared! I told the boy we had to be quiet, but he wasn’t. Oh, if Daddy had caught us I would be in so much trouble. The mall seemed like a safe place to fuck for now.
I followed the stranger down a hallway and into the men’s room. He turned around as if he knew I was following him all along. “Don’t you know that this is how young girls get hurt?” he asked. I dropped to my knees in front of him. “Yes,” I whispered.
He picked me up by my hair and took me into the only stall. I got to suck his dicky and he came all over my face. Yummy. He left the stall before me because I still had to get myself cleaned up. While I was licking his cum off my fingers, I got so hot I had to put my hands down my pants and touch myself…rubbing my swollen clitty…sliding my fingers in and out of myself. Yes!
At some point while I was touching myself, another man must have walked into the men’s room. I could see his eye looking through the door of the stall. I was the one not being very quiet this time! And what a mess I was in because of it!
There was a hole in the side wall of the stall. I could hear the second stranger get closer to it and the sound of a zipper and then…he slipped his dicky through the hole. I couldn’t believe my luck! I bounced my head on that dicky until it exploded all over my face and hair. Fuck!
I had to touch myself again after that. I thought I was never getting out of that mall.

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