. radiant...but not slutty...hmmmm...” I’m not sure if I’m talking more to myself or more to you, sliding hangers side to side as I go.I pull ou... what I’m convinced is the perfect piece and turn around to see you, smiling (of course) leaning against the doorframe. But…your eyes aren’t even on the dress or on me…you’re in this whole other place, where are you?“What do you think?” I say to get your attention. I’m holding a purple dress...with a deep angle hem, high on the right side, low on the. She was in a music store listening to a cd. I wait outside watching her sway in time to the music, her short plaid skirt hugging her little ass. As she turns around, I notice her breasts straining against her white blouse. As she leaves the store, I “happen” to bump into her.“Sorry, I wasn’t watching where I was going.”“That’s ok sir, I wasn’t watching either.”“You’re a pretty little thing. I see you just came out of the music shop. Did you get anything?”“No, sir. I don’t have any money. I used. With her pussy already well lubricated from his river of cum that he pumped into while in the shower, Hakeem pressed his big thick black cock against the opening of her beautiful pussy. Again the tightness of her pussy overwhelmed Hakeem's cock as he slowly but easily slid into it on a mixture of his earlier cum and Becky's own pussy juice. As he pushed deeper into her body Becky rolled her head back and let a groan of pleasure escape from her mouth. Hearing her pleasure moan and feeling the. Ryan still hadn't said anything but now he put his hand on top of my head and guided my mouth back to his dick. I guess he was getting a little tired of all my talking and teasing, and was ready for some serious cocksucking. I tried not to disappoint him. I slowly moved my lips up and down the first few inches of his prick a few times, picking up the pace when his shaft became wet with my spit.Ryan let out a little moan. Damn, I congratulated myself; I'm getting pretty good at this. I wanted to.