Sucking

Chloe's hands start moving down to her waist. As she lies mentally helpless, her hands undo her shorts. Her right hand then slide down into her panties and starts fingering herself. Her left hand comes up and her left thumb goes into her mouth, and she starts sucking on it.

Chloe had no idea what was going on or why she was doing this. All she knew was that she was no longer in control of her body. To make matters worse, she was growing sexually aroused. She tried to not only fight her own body, but her building sexual arousal.

Chloe's fingers worked faster and deeper, and she was sucking on her thumb more intently, and was moaning onto it.

Suddenly a man walked into her view. He was one of the men who was catcalling her. He wore dusty jeans that had oil stains, and a blue denim shirt with similar stains. He was about forty, slightly balding, with a beer gut. He was the type of guy Chloe had no problem teasing, but would never, EVER have anything to do with.

"Want something else to suck on?" he asked, unzipping his jeans.