I was walking down the steps from the castle in Budapest when I felt one of the straps on my garter belt un-ping from my stocking tops. I sat down on a bench next to a tramp to fix the problem when I noticed he was looking at me. Well you would wouldn’t you…a lady adjusting her stockings in broad daylight is a bit unusual. The poor guy didn’t have much money being given to him and I didn’t have any on me. I am one for being a bit forward and for having the most terrifically dirty fantasies that I thought I’d give one a small life. So I asked him if he’d had sex in a while and to cut a long story short, took him back to my place to cheer him up and give me some much needed hot, filthy sex.