Lucy Hernandez was fifty percent Puerto Rican and fifty percent of mixed everything from her father's side. His family tree was diverse and sometimes ...ogus depending on which "tall tale" you elected to believe. Her mama was a light-skinned PR girl with real red hair and blue eyes. When she came to New York City she couldn't speak a word of English. Even today, they spoke mostly Spanish in the home and Lucy was pretty much bilingual being comfortable in either language. She never used her. " He said as he jerked his cock. Tiffany couldn't bear the thought of not cumming for a month, she lowered her head and spoke. "Okay....I'll do it." She lifted her body and pulled her french knickers down her legs and hitched her dress up to her hips. She put a leg either side of the stick and rubbed her clit quickly before gently inserting two digits into her soaking pussy. "Ohhhh." She lightly moaned as the digits gently probed her. She removed her fingers and rested a hand on each seat and. When I was sure I was safe I started to massage it a little and she didn’t seem to mind. I then began to run my hand up and down it. Her skin was soft and smooth as silk. I looked over at her. She looked at me and we both smiled. I felt like such a little school girl.I thanked her for a great night and that I was forever in debt to her for everything that she had done for me over the year or so that we had been talking. My life was feeling very complete now and I knew good things were. He waited for a while, but she never showed. He had his own car to be taken care of so he decided he would come back later. He is glad he did.[p]“What you think this is funny…Kent! I don’t find any humor in it. I can’t race and now I have to get someone to fill those tires up. Hopefully they didn't slice them or put holes in them.”Kent looked at her and realized he had a smile on his face and she was outraged. He cleared his throat. “Know it’s not funny, I was just admiring you. You look…sexy.