Dirty Honey

My attention is becoming more and more focused on the stranger gazing at me intensely from across the store. There's something so cruelly handsome about this man that gives me the impression that he'd love to do horrible things to me that, if I'm being honest with myself, would totally make my pussy squirt. Silently, I imagine that he's the type of man who would rough me up in bed and not feel bad about it afterwards-the kind of guy who lives to ruin good girls like me.