Too many "my mate" stories here
Can't believe you twisted bastards can't produce your own choke and strangle tales.
My Dad runs a contract cleaning firm in London. I was 14. He dropped me at a new contract which was a fashion design house. I had to strip and clean a wooden floor. Just me on the premises.
Late at night and I turn the lights on in the large back room to discover I'm surrounded by 50 or so female mannequins. Some are fully naked and others are half dressed etc.
Got the horn.
I grabbed a dressed dummy and closed my eyes and felt it up under its skirt and wanked up the front of it.
Job done.
I have other stories but this is a good one to start off with.
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