"do we need to lock the door?" Nope, no one would dare trespass on my property," he said with a grin. He then put the truck in gear and they headed ou....They drove for about five hours, finally reaching a huge shopping mall on the outskirts of a medium-size city in the next state. "No one should recognize you here."The hopped out of the truck, locking it up and walked hand-in-hand into the mall. They grabbed a bite to eat at the food court. Then they went into one of the large styling salons and. At 3 minutes after 1 am Ryan got in the driver's door and sat down. He didn't say a word - he grabbed me and kissed me and started running his hand up my leg until he was playing with my already wet and eager pussy. I reached down and laid the seat back so it laid down almost flat and Ryan did the same with my husband being cramped between the two seats in the back but with a perfect view.I reached over and started rubbing his cock, feeling it come alive and quickly whipped it out and started. " He can watch. We have voyeurs all the time. Is he into that? The suite is all set up." Do they expect to stay the night?" Up to you." What do I get paid? I mean, do I take cash off these guys or do you do it all?" I do the deal, they can tip you if they like, but I'm selling your arse." My arse?" Your arse, your cunt, your tongue, any part of you the punter wants to play with. That's the deal, take it or leave it." I have an idea. What if we auction the key to my belt? The winner gets a. Derek called almost immediately, and they talked on phone for quite a while. Derek had done this before, had slept with a white wife with her husband's permission and it had gone very well he said. They had a great time and the three of them were still friends. The woman would still come to Boston and spend the weekend with Derek every few months, and they had even invited Derek on a cruise with them over the winter. He said he loved sharing his big cock with married white women, giving them.