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Miss Lindsey Dawn at Erotica (fantasy)I did actually go in 2006, knowing Miss Lindsey was going to be there on Her stand. And there She was with Her sister, both wearing tight jumpers. I’d dreamed of going up to Her and confessing all, and as I watched Her, longing for the courage to go up, several men turned up to chat to Her, and She posed for photos with them. In the end, I shuffled off, disappointed. Back in my van I opened my case, which I’d dreamed of taking to show Her, and pulled out a mag with Her photos in. In about a minute, as I ogled a lovely pic of Her showing off Her big tits, I was filling my pants with spunk. This is my fantasy though of what I would have loved to happen…….I was hoping to take my case of mags to show Her this pic and what She’d made me do to it…..I found out where Her stand was on the exhibition map, and set off nervously in that direction, taking it slowly so that I didn’t stumble upon it unprepared. The stand was near the end of this row, and I stopped as soon as I saw Her. She and Her sister were sitting there, both in tight jumpers, and punters were chatting to Her, and taking pics with Her for a tenner. I gulped and edged a bit closer. I didn’t really bakırköy escort want to be there with any other blokes, so I shuffled forward gradually, pausing every few seconds. I carried on like that for half an hour, covering a foot or so every minute, until I was in sight of Her stand. When the girls were looking in other directions, I shuffled forward another few feet, then stopped. If they looked towards me, I pretended to be looking at another stand. When they looked away again, or talked to someone, I gazed at them in their jumpers, my fully-erect 3.5” upright in my underpants. I’d shuffled forwards so far now I was in reach of their stand, and I knew if they looked back in my direction, there was no more pretence, nothing else I could pretend to look at. I shuffled forward the last few feet, my legs clenched together right up to my buttocks, which is my wanking position – I’m not sure why, there was no way I could mac-wank here, with people around and so close to Her stand. Then Miss Lindsey turned just as I shuffled up to the stand, making me stop abruptly and look down at my feet. I heard Her voice – “oh hullo, who are you?” She asked, a slight trace beşiktaş escort of mockery in Her tone. “Graham” I croaked, flicking my eyes up to Her bulging jumper and quickly away again. I was already red-faced, my eyes popping as I tried not to stare at Her lovely big tits, but try as I might to wrench them away, they swivelled back, as if locked by a magnet. “And what can we do for you then Graham?” She asked, while Her sister laughed quietly. This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and I was determined to just go for it. I wish – wimp just didn’t have the nerve. “I’ve worshipped you for a long time Miss, you’re…er…lovely….!” I blurted, feeling a tiny trickle of semen leave my pulsating tip. I’ve got my feet together and my legs are clamped together so that my buttocks are tight together, squeezing my swollen willy up against my dampening underpants. “Oh have you, that’s nice isn’t it Alyson?” Miss Alyson carried on laughing, noticing my odd stance.“I’ve got all your lovely pics and videos Miss, you’re lovely and you pose so nice!”A big leak of pre-cum. I’m now quivering all over, my face burning red and my eyes popping and sore and I simply can’t wrench beylikdüzü escort my eyes off Her big bulging bosoms in that jumper. Miss Alyson laughed some more and Miss Lindsey was trying to control Her mirth. “You’re a wanker then I suppose,” She said, looking me up and down in my dirty mac. My whole body jerked forward and I gave out a strangled croak as a big gob of spunk squirted the length of my tube and out into my underpants, and I jerked forward continuously in time to the shots of spunk going into my pants, trying to stifle my moans of perv ecstasy. There was nothing I could do to stop my shudders or my knees giving way as I cried out in the throes of perv ecstasy, the squirting of cum into my pants making me convulse in front of the lovely girls in their tight tops. Both girls couldn’t help laughing out loud, attracting the attention of nearby stallholders, and now I was subsiding, my face bright red and mouth hanging open and dry. “Sorry Miss,” I croaked, “couldn’t help it…”“You’re right about the wanker bit”, Miss Alyson laughed and Miss Lindsey said “god I’m not showing anything really and he just did it in his pants! Just seeing my tits in this jumper! What a wanker!”Then She turned to me – “bye bye Graham!”, She waved me away. “Wanker loves you Miss..” I croaked. “Bye bye Graham, She said very firmly. What a Goddess! Pants-Spunk Dream Girl whose photos and videos have made me spunk my pants time and time and time again, from when She was 16 right up to now.

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