I jumped in and he drove off. I was immediately face down in his crotch worshipping that huge bulge. He wouldn’t let me suck him – yet – I just...tonged the mound of mesh. When he stopped the car, he told me to get out and I met him in the front of the car in the light of the headlights. He ripped my clothes off until I was just in the jock. I reached for him, and he commanded me to put my arms behind my body and get down on one knee. I was oozing precum and wanted all of him. He stood out. Mads did short work to remove his clothes and get me out of my dress, straddling me to admire me.“Mata, how beautiful you are.” He cooed as I stretched luxuriously. His hands glided across my full breasts, small waist, slim hips, then lower to touch my pussy. His fingers reached the wet, throbbing folds. I arched back, opening my legs to him.He easily slipped a finger and we gyrated together for a few seconds as he finger-fucked me. My hunger for him was deep and my mouth was begging to be. On my days off I usually stayed home, during the summer in the evenings I would sit on the deck of my apartment and listen to music through my headphones. While I did this I watched my neighbors and noticed a something; I lived on the second floor and had a view of a small courtyard next to the parking lot, in the building next to mine, on the ground floor lived a single guy in his late 30's, after a few months of living there I noticed he was always home on my days off, and one weekend I. Afterward, we would sit at one of the picnic tables under an old shade tree relaxing, talking sports, maybe goofing on some of the little kids that dared to pass by; then go home for supper. After supper, it was back to the park for an evening of basketball; then back home when it got dark. Tough life, right?Life, for me, changed forever one warm evening in July of that year. The day had started out like most other sunny days; we had played baseball all morning, but when the game broke up at.