A little fact not many people know about me is that I love going to events like block parties, and festivals. I adore the atmosphere once the sun goes down, and people who have been flirting hook up.
I was in the tiniest shorts, you could see my perfect ass cheeks, and a tiny tee that barely covered my delicious tits. A few men had been following me as I walked around, looked at booths, and enjoyed some frozen Rita’s. So many hot men!
I walked down an alley shortcut to where the band stages were set up. I kept thinking someone was behind me. I love a fucking air of mystery. I stopped to smoke a ciggy when I felt a hand on my ass. I turned around so quickly and gave him a boot to his balls. He clearly liked pain as he didn’t even double up. I took a quick puff, and put it out on his arm. He still showed no reaction to the pain. I could smell his hair and skin burning.
He reached out for my pussy next, and asked if that’s all the pain I was going to give him. Stupid, stupid man. I grabbed his already kicked balls with my strong hand and squeezed till he finally bent over in pain. I was so excited at this point, I was ready for a wild, nasty rough fucking. I left pain boy in the alley and went to check out the bands.







That’s right, you know who you are with your little itty, bitty micro wee wee’s! You have to pay hot girls like me to even talk to you because you have a baby shrimp dick. You need a girl like me to put you in your place, and make you cry like the baby dick you are.






























































































































































































