It was thrilling each time. Soon after entering, someone pulled on my booths door... I froze. Nervous and scared, but my urges were even more powerful...than my fears, I unlocked the door. The man that opened the door he door was not what I expected. The men who stuck their cocks through the holes in the booth walls for me to suck before, I imagined, were businessmen. I imagined they were white men with secret urges or who’s wives were not satisfying them. The man that stepped into my booth was. "It will have to be a quicky, I've got to pull the train for the Junior High football team at noon."I unzipped and pointed Percy at her."Reckon you need a bit of a gobble to get him fully erect" she said, with the air of an expert.She was an expert. She knelt before me and took me into that warm welcoming mouth, gently kissing the top of Percy's head. Her hand slid up and down my shaft and her mouth sucked on my glowing knob end. After a few minutes she took me from her mouth and smiled."Reckon. Her extremely lush, silky black hair she kept in a loose ponytail.After she had been caught, the guards had stripped her of all her belongings, including her clothes, and locked her into a stockade on the town's market square. Her neck and wrists were trapped in the contraption, rendering her helpless quite effectively. Her legs were spread, her ankles locked into another wooden stockade, giving everyone quite a nice view of her naked body. Her round, soft breasts were hanging under her chest,. I took the banana and dragged it over her top lip, under her nose, forcing her to smell her own scent.“You smell good, don’t you?” I asked. The only answer was a soft moan.I then took the banana and inserted the tip into her vagina. I moved it up and down slowly at first and then pushed it in as she moaned again. I started moving it in and out as she remained helplessly tied to the fence, bound with her own hair. After a few minutes my own excitement started to get too much and I knew I would.