My soft fingers slowly pulled his cock up and down.Then I leaned down on him and sucked the huge black head as I felt Jerome was running his hand up m... skirt and into my tiny wet thong…My pussy was now dripping wet with excitement as my black man tugged my thong and eased it off, without any resistance from me.I stood up and stripped; then lying back down and opened my long legs playing with my soft pussy lips slowly. Jerome watched me playing and then he stood and stripped before kneeling in. R. , but take his buddiesto the station so that their parents can pick them up."[-][+][-]We breathed a sigh of release as Dwight and his cronies were led away intothe paddy wagon. The Paddy Wagon was a Ford 350 club cab with a titaniumsteel cargo body that was proofed against most any small arms fire.Basically, anything that could breach it, would kill the prisoner who weregenerally bolted to the seats and gassed before and after delivery so thatno guards wee needed in the actual prison,. It was just as well, I was beginning to feel that strange, stupid things might have happened.On the three week anniversary of the parking lot incident, I marked it by going to the Cop Out for a beer. I even managed a few dances before I got too exhausted. I was about to leave when Blevins moved across the table to whisper something in my ear. The music was so loud, I shook my head to show that I had no idea what he said.Blevins motioned me outside. We left the club through the alley door. "She. It wasn't a decision. Your fuck toy is what I am, like it or not."Sam indicated his crotch. "Then, get busy, fuck toy."Marcie quickly knelt in front of him and took his cock in her mouth. She'd obviously given head before; she used her tongue well. It only took a couple of minutes before he came into her mouth. She swallowed eagerly."Wow," she said when she was done. She looked over at Joan and smiled. "You taste sweet, too, Joan."The three of them settled back onto the couch, Joan and Marcie.