I sped up my motions and begin to pant heavily when I felt myself coming close. However I stopped myself and pulled out the head a little and made cir...ular motions at the entrance of my hole. My eyes rolled to the back of my head and I brought the pencil back to my clit where I continued circling it until I squeezed my eyes shut when I came hard and felt my now-slightly-wider hole clench and unclench several times, allowing my juices to flow and soak my pants and inner thighs as waves of. The place looked utterly deserted and abandoned but you just can't always tell about these sorts of places. Junk collectors can be a tad eccentric, and the owner might even live on the premises inside the old garage, so I banged on the back door with a bent piece of rusted tailpipe for about five minutes and then did the same at the front door. No answer. Odds were that this place was indeed abandoned, and seemed a pretty decent place to hide my car.I was going to have to do those last three. "Turn around, white boy." he ordered. I did as he requested turning to ride him face to face. I reached behind me, grabbed his long, thick cock and guided it once again up inside me. He began thrusting his hips hard off the bed and I jammed my ass down on his rod. "That's it white boy. Ride that dick." he said as I reached behind me and began tickling his coconut sized nuts, bouncing on his cock like it was a pogo stick until he rolled us back over into the missionary position we. Not only is he a competitor of Werner's, he simply has no business there. We're not insured for sightseers — or whatever he is. Tell Werner, if he needs to, to say that I ordered it." Right, I agree. That's what I planned to do, but since I was talking to you, I thought I'd mention it." Thanks. I appreciate it."In Freiburg two weeks later, Helen and Rummy walked around the site, checking progress with the various contractors. Helen wore a hard hat, a man's white dress shirt and jeans with stout.