It was hard to tell with the amount of available light, but he was definitely African-American and well built. I had no way at this distance to note w...ether or not he was handsome.When he got up close, his intentions were obvious. He was about 10-15 feet away when he took his hand from his pocket and flashed a knife at me. "Hey, Bitch, let's step over into that alley and get better acquainted."I ignored him and kept on walking, just waiting for him to make an offensive move. "Bitch, I'm talking. Abby drove by the restaurant for the third time. She just couldn't bring herself to pull in to the lot. She wanted to see him, but didn't want to disappoint him. Would he think she was too tall, or too skinny? Maybe her laugh would turn him off, as she tended to snort a little if she laughed hard enough. Or, perhaps the fact that she was a CPA at twenty-five, and probably made more money than he does, would intimidate him. Maybe she was too immature for him. Finally on the fourth trip up and. She saw her clothes from the day before strewn all over the floor and immediately felt that she needed to pick them up – after all, she liked to her keep place very neat and ordered.As she worked through her chores, she often thought of simply slipping into bed for a moment and giving herself the earth-shattering climax that she knew awaited her. But each time she decided to wait. In the end, she told herself, waiting would make it that much sweeter when she finally did get herself off. She. He relaxed his cheeks slightly to let my finger brush his asshole, it felt slightly moist from his exertions as I brushed my finger round it and teased him. The action must have pushed him over the edge, as he once more started to push me down his shaft, This time I could taste a lot of precum oozing from his slit, making his cock much more slippery (and sexy!) He was now thrusting in and out of my mouth, using his hips and ass in a circular motion, his cock fully engorged and hard. I just.