My small boney fist was about to connect with his face but I stopped myself just in time.Easy, he says. I'm just being polite.A smile flashes across m... face.Thank you so much. I said to him.No problem he says as he turns and walks in the direction I'm going. Oh what a nice tight ass he has I thought to myself. I started to walk as I put my phone away forgetting about the message I had on it.He turned right at the end of the block. I was turning right there too. Then he turned right at the back. “Please take a seat, my love.”Sybilla looked at the saddle and then back at me, then said, “I can’t. The pommel is wrong, I need a side-saddle one.”“Let us be scandalous, just for the test,” I whispered, conspiratorially. “Sit astride it.”She giggled and stepped over the saddle, and I helped her sit down. Just before she was all the way down, I lifted the front of her dress and lay it over the pommel. Sybilla gave a little squeak as she came into contact.“Perhaps you should have made the seat. As they ate and talked, a medium-height, athletically-built, light-skinned man approached them. “Hello,” he called out from a distance. The family acknowledged him so he walked closer. “Hi there, I’m Rodney. How are y’all?”“We’re fine,” Rochelle returned.“I see y’all got a nice li’l picnic going on.”“We’re traveling like Black people did during segregation,” Jere updated him.“That’s interesting.”“Care for a turkey, bacon, avocado wrap,” inquired Rochelle.“Wow! I think I’ll take you up on that.”. My pussy and ass where stretched out from his massive cock why not make her mouth feel the same way. I could see the slick cum covered dick. I could see the heat coming off his shaft. I could feel the moisture between my legs as my pussy began to get wet. He started to push harder until her lips opened and his dick entered her little mouth. He kept pushing slowly as more and more of him entered her mouth.After several inches were in he pulled back, then back in, then back out. He continued for.