When we exited the store she stopped and gasped. “Oh, look at that,” she said as her eyes lit up at the sight of my Harley. “What,” I asked. �...�That Harley,” she replied. “I have always wanted to go for a ride on one.” I chuckled to myself and coyly said, “Why don’t you wait for the guy to come out and ask him for a ride.” She laughed hard and slapped my chest lightly and said, “Oh yeah, like he’s going to give a strange woman a ride on his Harley!” “You never know unless you ask,” I said. I. When she looked at me, I gave a wicked smile, then madam also shyly smiled me back. I started driving and left the mall. All the while driving we didn't talk to each other but kept on looking at each other's eyes frequently through the rear view mirror. I dropped her at her house and went to office to take boss.Until night my excitement knew know limit, I couldn't believe that my long dreamed madam, my sex goddess is going to be fucked by me. I can use her as I like. She is mine. I went to. "Brad anxiously pulled his clothing off. The look on his Brad's said everything. He couldn't wait to fuck me. After I dropped the dildo, Brad pushed me up against the wall and inserted his thick cock into me. My feet came off the floor as he rammed me. My cunt squeezed and convulsed around his cock. I could tell by his face that my kegeling was working. He pumped me slowly enjoying the firm grip of my vagina. On his back-stroke I would suck his cock back into my pussy. His eyes closed. I hated the man. Had one of his billboards across the street, face staring down at us, taunting as his lawyers tried to get folks evicted so he could bulldoze the few blocks left to us for uppity bastards driving sleek sports cars.So of course I agreed, with a grunt and a swivel of hips, pumping daddy’s princess and the fucked up love of my life full up with black baby batter.And somehow, by pure chance, she stumbled upon you after we got separated in a pulsating sea of lurid costumes and.