Shopping with guys
We were in a mall, and was looking for a decent dress. With five guys around to choose, how can my dress be decent enough. They were in a competition to give me a slut look. Each selected several pairs of dress. The large show room hardly had people around as it was weekday working hours. Only sluts like me would come for shopping. These guys were leaving no chance, holding the dress to check length, rejecting anything that is covering too much of my skin. Each time they hold, they were pressing my boobs, waist or the butts. Often they were grabbing from behind, pressing their cock on my butts. Sales boys and girls were watching our sexual orgy. But then we walked into a dressing room, spacious enough inside. All five guys rushed …