I didn't care about nearby windows that provided views of the show that the roof bar-star was making me put on for her now. The thought of onlookers c...ntacting police to report them about indecent exposure (or lewd public acts, or?) crossed my mind, but only briefly. Part of me cursed this brazen hussy for bringing me down to her level like this, while another part of me was on fire for her, at her beck and call. I'm glad my boss was still blocked out of view as I fucked the gooey window.. ”“It doesn’t always happen.”She lay there doing French inhales. There was a lingering urge to cover herself, but she hated that urge since she could think of no good reason to be ashamed of any part of her body, so she stayed exposed. Her sex remained notably darker than the rest of her, like a ripe plum.“Oh. I can’t believe your boyfriend talks to you that way.”“Yeah, he’s a dick. But I’m a bitch, so it works out.”“You’re not, though. You’re lovely.”“Casey, let’s not pretend we know each other. Darnell looked at them, saying he was teaching me who was the Boss. Those niggers laughed even louder…When my Black Master got tired after slapping me, he just let me fall to the floor. He stood up and ordered me to get on my knees.With everyone still looking at me, I knelt in front of him…I realized he wanted my total submission in front of those guys.Darnell opened his fly and revealed his already hard black cock.“You kiss my dick, bitch…” He hissed, looking at my eyes.I leant slightly. She quips, “You better loosen up because my other friend is going in here.” As she uses her fingers to spread open my crack, I feel a smooth, round bulb replace the finger that had been rubbing my ass. As pressure is applied, I feel it entering inside me and stretching me wider and wider. As I am screaming through the gag, the pressure is backed off, much to my relief. But that relief is short-lived as the penetration resumes. All I hear from Terry is “Relax, Let it go.” This process was.