I turned to her and asked her to trust me for 20 minuets. If she didn’t like the place I took her, we would leave with no argument from me. I drove ...o the end of the runway and parked the Ranchero. I took a blanket from the space behind the seat and spread in over the trucks back deck. We leaned against the cab as I tried to explain why we were here. I did my best to explain what a giant jet plane taking off just over your head was like when the car began to shake under the blast of huge jet. This felt really weird, it must look even weirder. A small white girl with her ass in the air and a humongous black man behind her with his cock stuffed up her butt. If they could only see me now and the song started running through my cloudy brain.He pulled out and then pushed back. He did it again and increased the length of the stroke. He kept it up, each time pulling out a little farther before pushing the whole thing back in. I tried to go to my happy place, on a beach, the waves. He touched his lips to her wet, puffy pussy lips, and kissed her all around the soft hairs on her mound. She groaned."For God's sake, Joe. Please eat me," she said.He lifted his head from between her legs. His mouth and cheeks were shiny with juices from her pussy. He slipped two fingers into her pussy and she flinched."In good time, my dear. You are a work of art. I can't rush my work," he said.He was fingering her pussy and rubbing his thumb over her clit, and looking at her with that sly. One of her favorite combos is lacy string panties, high heels (ALWAYS high heels, ladies!!), and a black, silk shorty robe, which she holds loosely and opens up to expose her tits and silky body whenever men walk by. Initially, Keven-Jeanne, even though she had been a prostitute behind bars, didn't consider charging for her services; she would suck any guy who walked into the arcade for free. But it didn't take long for to know that the arcade could be more than just a fun place to hang out -.