She wasn't sure ifScott was going to stay over tonight. "I guess it depends on how thetalk is going with the little guy downstairs," she muttered out...loud.She reached into her panties, closed her eyes, and moaned quietlyhoping that her wish would come true.When she opened her eyes she saw the silhouette of her man framed bythe bedroom door. He was in his shirt sleeves with his jacket over hislarge forearm. She broke out in a large smile, her eyes gleaming asshe watch him approach her bed. " "Leave me alone," she screamed. They noticed me standing there. "What you looking at, white boy?" The one with the brick started walking toward me. "I think I'm looking at a punk that's about to make a big mistake," I told him. He stopped. "What you talking about, chump? I beat your punk ass. You better get on up out of here." "I don't think the girl likes you," I told him. "I think you assholes should move on down the street." "Bitch don't know what she likes. She like the big dick," he. . I didn't mean to..." Shut up," she said as she kissed him. "You think I haven't watched that stuff online? Why do you think I've been coming by your bar so often? I guess I was scared you'd think it wrong." I guess it's okay just to pretend, not like you're my real mother." Do you think about THAT too?" Leigh asked as she felt his hands on her top. His anxiety was eased as she kissed him again for much longer, his hands massaging her breasts through the bra and t-shirt. Their mouths still. My eyes had become more accustomed to the gloom, I couldn’t see who she was, she had great tits though and I’ve got to admit I was more interested in sucking and teasing her nipples with my mouth and teeth than her identity.I felt the rate at which she fucked me increase, her breathing became more heavy and suddenly she banged down on me, stifling a cry with the improvised gag as I felt her body shake at her climax.We lay there, breathing heavily.She removed the gag and kissed me.