She daydreams about getting fucked

The position she's standing in would be perfect for a man to take her from behind. Leigh imagines a strange man approaching her--she doesn't even think about what he'd look like, causing her to flush in slutty shame--sliding her skirt up over her ass, and pulling her panties down to her knees.

He'd pull out his cock and rub it up and down along my slit, she thinks, teasing as Leigh moans in pleasure and frustration, pushing back against him in an effort to take his cock into her. But he'd push on her hips with his hands, pressing her thighs into the edge of the counter, forcing her to wait. Eventually he'd push, spreading her labia with the head of his cock and slowly moving into her. He'd fill her tight cunt so full.

Leigh closes her eyes as she continues to imagine. He would take hold of her hips and pull her back against him as he thrust, making a slapping sound between their thighs. He'd fuck her slowly at first, then pick up speed as they both got more aroused. Eventually, he would have to help himself to her tits, and he'd tear open her shirt and grab them tight.

She imagined him getting rough with her, grabbing hold of her hair and pulling hard, making her face the ceiling with her back arched.