’ ‘I have more for you to see, little one.’ They were soon in a dark alleyway where a man was waiting near a car. He blew on his fingers to keep...them warm. Soon, another figure approached saying, ‘You got it?’ ‘Yep. You got the money?’ ‘Yeah I got the money. Six hundred bucks is a rip off.’ ‘Hey, I got a guy who’ll give me more if you don’t want it. You can’t get these things anyplace else right now. This is probably the only one left in the city but if you don’t want it…’ ‘Yea I want it.. I was shocked with her act, to which she said “didn’t want it to obstruct your work, no other intentions”. I said thanks but kept staring at her round and firm boobs. She said “you just want to stare at them or any plans to get your hands on them?” To which I said I’ll be more than happy to feel them. I started off with her shoulders and then came onto her chest. I began working on her boobs gently making sure not to touch her nipples. I looked at her face and saw that she closed her eyes as if. Just a few more strokes and I would be shooting inside her. I plunged in and out; the angry football coach was fifty-yards away. Into her tight cooch—only forty-yards away; out of her cunt—thirty-yards away and closing fast."Fuckin' A!" I shouted as I buried into her sweet cunt, and came as the coach was a mere twenty-yards away. I pulled out, my pecker still cumming, spraying her back and ass with invisible spunk as he reached Marybeth, his face ruddy with exertion. She looked back at me,. As I moved, Gabby said through the phone, “Such a drama queen.” Then shouting to her sister, “And can you ever close the door?” Another part of my plan. She continued to complain about her sister saying, “I swear, if she isn’t leaving the door open –“ Her breath caught in her throat and tears started welling in her eyes as she saw me standing there. She dropped her phone, shrieked, rushed over, and jumped into my arms, legs locking behind my back, and arms locking around my neck. Obviously not.