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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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Back when I was a teenager I acquired a pair of chunky high heel boots. I used to drive out to the countryside & park up in a quiet lane & put on the boots. I was wearing jeans but as I walked in you could tell they were women's. I used to walk down the lane & back, fantasising about a farmer seeing me and quizzing me on why I was wearing high heels. I'd beg him to not say anything & he'd agree to, but only if I'd spend an hour alone with him in a barn. In return for his silence I would have to suck him off & if he wanted he could fuck me.
Anyone else ever had a similar fantasy? |
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