"Please fuck me"

Dana saw her reflection in the mirror as the words left her mouth. She couldn't believe she had just said that. This man was a complete stranger - she didn't even know his name!

Yet she had just asked - no, begged - him to fuck her. She had turned into a complete fucktoy, just from losing her clothes.

Despite her shock, her body had continued its motions. She was now dripping wet, her hips grinding against the stranger's fingers. She felt his other hand grip her breast tighter, squeezing her nipple. Her mind was screaming at her to stop, but it was too late. All she wanted now was his cock inside her.

All of a sudden, she felt herself being turned sharply. She felt **** on her upper back, causing her to bend forward. Instinctively, she used her hands to support herself.

There was a small reprieve, as Dana heard the sound of a fly being undone. She realized what had just happened - he had turned her to face the wall of the restroom, and now she was bent over. She shivered and closed her eyes, even as she wiggled her hips and parted her legs just slightly, alternately dreading and anticipating what was about to come.