I couldn't stop watching my man and his homeboy butt ass naked kissing and grinding. Man did I create a monster or has this been going on?I couldn't t...ke my eyes off them. Trell had dropped to his knees and started to suck Eddie's dick. He was doing his damn thing on that dick. He had it so wet that slobber was running to his balls. Eddie was pulling Trell hair, and telling him suck daddy's dick. Take that dick all the way down your throat. He was asking who bitch are you. Trell would come up. “Will you lose control of the car if I unzip you and play more directly?”“No. but people will see what you’re doing.”“I don’t care.”I thought for a moment. “Okay, then, little slave girl, lift your shirt over your tits while you play. You must keep it high before you unzip me until after I’m safely zipped.” I grinned. I didn’t care but now the stakes were more even about body parts showing.That slowed her. I didn’t say anything. There wasn’t much I could do until we reached an apartment so it. It was pouring rain...I went out with my CFM sandals, a skirt that could be lifted up easily and no panties underneath, and a thin cotton white top with no bra. By the time I knocked on the van door, the rain had made my top as translucent as saran wrap and the rain was a little cold so my nipples were sticking out so nicely. They opened the van door and let me climb in. The man sitting on the bench seat moved over for me as I sat down. They were all looking at my top greedily and I liked. The taxista followed her, spewing a voluble stream of Spanish apparently designed to get her talking again. She spat on the ground and turned her back.Saying something clearly obscene, the cab driver grabbed the woman and turned her, raising his hand to strike her across the face."Hit me," she said, "pig! Then I tell Manuel Ramos and he will fix one pig of a taxista!"The cab driver's olive complexion paled visibly. "Perdoname," he said, backing off.The Indian woman laughed at him. "Come back.