This was her story,she weight 117 5 ft 5 inches,so she sounded like she was in good shape,she would go to a mall,or a d**g store or a department store...somewhere public with lots of people,she wanted people to see her and loved their reaction. She would always wear these tight jeans and stand by one of the full glass windows at the mall and look thru at the clothes or the other shoppers,Then her fetish started,she would just pee inside her jeans and they would get wet and darker as she would. As the thoughts of him emptying his balls into her willing mouth saturated her sex-hazed mind, he placed a finger under her chin and tilted her face up. “Lie down on the bed,” he instructed her, as her lips released him with a ‘pop’. On unsteady legs, Sarah rose from the floor and climbed onto his bed. She watched from the corner of her eye as Dominic stood up, his stiff cock swinging in front of him, “On your front,” he said softly. As she lay on the crumpled sheets and rested her head on his. She was naked insight. She was not wearing a panty or a bra. I started to stare at her body. She said common use me. I went to her and started to suck her one boob and with other I played pinched and pressed. Then I went to her belly and sucked its button then went to her thighs and kissed it. Then I sucked her pussy and also finger fucked her. After some time she came.Then she came and removed my lungi which I was wearing and took my cock in hand and started to suck it. After some time she. I decided to deliver the car before I went to Helen's for my social time. I forced myself to go there every morning despite the fact that I didn't need to eat. I did it to prevent becoming a hermit.Deacon Burke was a very black, black man. I was pretty sure he could run his linage all the way back to Africa without a break in the gene pool. There was something to be said for that. I also saw a number of certificates on his wall. Burke had taken some first rate tech school courses. That didn't.