Sit on my laps in the sand her cute tits shove in my facei only saw it when it was too latei tought she wanted me to lick her pussy uppushing me down ...n the sand , on top of me she was inches from my head reaching for her panty removing her pareogetting out a big black cock half hardand looked at me surprised and trying to slide away from her''whats the problem boy dont move away here open up that mouth for me''her big cock taking time rubbbing on my mouth , winning the fight as she tells me to. ‘Yup,’ he said confidently. ‘You’re a fattie. A big fat fattie.’ ‘Gee, thanks,’ she said. She looked out the window at the city rushing by. ‘Do guys here like fat chicks?’ He laughed. ‘I dunno, hard to say.’ He turned to her and smiled. ‘There are crazy people everywhere, right?’ She gave him a bemused look. ‘Really, John? You take a poor, single girl and this is how you welcome her to your city?’ ‘Please,’ he said, now rolling his own eyes. ‘I don’t think you’re lacking in self-confidence on. I glanced at my watch. We were in getting close to boarding our flight and by my estimate we should just be able to get to the gate in time to walk on. Wondering what in the world had happened to Jocelyn, I turned to look at the restroom entrance and I almost didn’t realize that she was just a few steps away from me. I blinked twice to clear my mind and confirm my eyes hadn’t failed me. The polished business pantsuit had been replaced with a very flowery summer dress which, while it was fitted. There was a play I wanted to catch at the Stuart Street Playhouse--some long-winded title about the pitfalls of modern dating. I thought that laughing over someone else's dating follies would be nice for a change, and the play had gotten complimentary reviews.Even though I had chosen the early show, the place was still packed. Luckily for me, there was a single seat in the middle of the fifth row that was still open--apparently, the audience was heavily couple-oriented. I should have guessed..