Diary Of A Posh Slut - The Alley
He hiked my skirt up and shoved his hand into my sodden panties.
Dear Diary, The weekend was here, and I was ready for action. It had been a couple of weeks since my tryst with Dom and John. Remembering how they made me their slut and shagged me like a cheap whore fueled my bedtime masturbation sessions. My orgasms were good, but the craving remained. I was in desperate need of another good shag. On Fridays, the Anchor pub drew a large crowd. There was sure to be a good selection of gu...