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ZQ felt good as she walked down the street. She knew she looked hot, she'd gone to a lot of trouble to make sure she did, after all her and Rapboy had been planning this for ages and now it was finally going to happen. Rapboy was the only person she'd ever told about her **** fantasty, and she never really thought she would fulfill it, but after all the hours of online chat they'd arranged to make it happen. The echo of her heels echoing down the empty street were like rythmic gunshots at this late hour, 2 am, as she strode purposefully, strutting her stuff along the deserted high street. Despite the late November chill she was wearing very little as per Rapboys instructions. Very skimpy black lace matching bra and thong, thin white cotton blouse, figure hugging micro skirt that barely reached the tops of her sheer black stockings and her favourite fuck me heels completed the slutty look she had worked so hard to perfect that evening. Her shoulder length black hair hung loose around her pale face, beautifully made up with lashings of thick mascara and black eyeliner, finished off with luxuriously glossy deep red lipstick. Blouse undone just enough to reveal her plump cleavage (courtesy of the very pretty half cup push up bra) and with an enticing flash of bare thigh exposed with each purposeful stride she looked and felt every inch the slut she intended to be. It was'nt just the chill air that wafted against her freshly shaved pussy through the thin lace of her thong that ...

... hardened her nipples this night. The anticipation of being forcibly taken and f***ed to do degrading things in public was making her pussy tingle, and judging by the warmth she was beginning to feel between her legs, she was already getting wet. She had no idea what Rapboy looked like, she'd only seen his profile pic, and that only showed his cock, but that would only add to the realism of it all. Meeting this late and in an unpopulated part of the city should ensure that they would be the only people in the area while keeping the realism of the "****". They had'nt specified the exact location of the act, just the street it would happen on but ZQ could'nt see anyone and was beginning to wish they'd traded mobile numbers, like Rapboy had asked, when she spied a shadowy figure standing in a darkened shop doorway, immediately adjacent to a dark alley way. As she neared she could make out that he was wearing a baseball cap pulled low shading his face, hoodie, sweatpants and scruffy trainers. He looked rough and dangerous, perfect, her stomach flipped a little and another wave of warmth tickled her pussy. Looking straight ahead, as if she had'nt noticed him in the doorway, she marched past until she was standing directly in front of the entrance to the alleyway. Stopping, she bent over, legs perfectly straight and slightly apart as if she were adjusting an imaginary strap on her shoe. The tiny skirt rose up giving her unseen assailant a good view of her small but perfectly round bum ...