Having my first taste of a cock by a older black dudei was not thinking of the bus until he push me telling me the bus was herei followed him in the b...ck. only 5 ppl in the bus2ami was help to sit near the window , he sat down and help me on the floor disappearing between his legs , he put his winter coat on his lap covering my head and i was in the dark, feeling at my place sucking him in the back of the busit was so big i was in love with the feeling off it in my mouth, i kept sucking and. He quickly jammed his middle finger into my pussy, and started finger fucking me. Within blocks, I was dripping with cum from my second orgasm, all over the seat of his car. “Hope you have fun tonight,” he said as he parked the car. After an hour of dancing, we retired to a more private corner of the club. My tight little box was dripping in anticipation. Dan promised me that I would be happy with my ‘gift’. Twenty or so minutes after we had sat down, Dan interrupted our conversation with a. My tits bounce on my chest for the crowd to see as you pull back* Daddy!! Your fucking me soo good!! I'm close Daddy!!Josh: yea cum on daddy's dick! show this crowd how much you like BBC fucking you! *i speed up a bit and slap your ass as i fuck you harder*Becca: *I scream as you fuck me harder, body shaking as I cum all over that nigga cock in my pussy* Fuck me Daddy!!!!Josh: yea squeeze my cock with that creaming white pussy! *i keep pounding your pussy as your body shivers in my hands*Becca:. But that feeling was fleeting. There was no arrogance or condescension in his voice, no deprecation. His tone held nothing but that quiet, subtle power. Surprised as she was that her indignance faded as quickly as it had flared, she was shocked to realize something else. Part of her wished he had been speaking to her, telling her she was his good girl. A tingle came to life between her legs. Who was he? What was he doing here? Who was he talking to? She felt a strong desire to find out, and.