Her eyes went wide. "I know you. Oh yes, I know you."The shopkeeper turned her attention to her mother. "No, Mama, you're mistaken. You've never met-"...er mother almost bolted out of her chair. She reached for me, and I backed up. "Yes I do, dammit. I know him!"Another man walked over. "Dutchie, calm yourself or you'll have another stroke."The only thing that made any sense was that Dutchie was the older woman in the picture on the younger shopkeeper's side table the day I shared her first. I have only fucked a couple of married white women, this one was way out of my league, but I was determined to make this one of best fucks of her life. I buried my face in that fine white pussy and she sucked in my cock. Within another minute I had her ready to cum. I took control and flipped her onto her back, placed myself between her legs and buried my cock balls deep into her cunt. "I have never been with a black man, I never had a cock so big." She muttered. I hammered down on her holding. "I'm not going back in there with those people, those bikers are scary and dirty, one of them called me pretty momma and asked if he could buy me a drink. The big guy at the bar" she exclaimed. "That's Jack, he's a nice guy, he's the one who let me use his cell phone to call the tow truck. Honey you need to lighten up and not judge people".At that minute the tow truck appeared, Greg went back into the bar to get Jimmy and Christine. All the way home they all gave Kim grief about her being. Pulling his legs onto my ass, Gerry stealthily removed his heels. With his shoes gone, he pulled his feet onto my ass cheeks and dug in. Our grinding stepped up to a new level, as did the wrestling of our mouths. Suddenly Gerry's hands moved between his legs, and I heard a tearing sound. Then he grasped my cock and moved it to his open pucker. I eased inside him, and he moaned noisily. At first, I thought that I may have hurt him, but the look on his face as I backed away was pure lust. He was.