A bucket and wiper in his hand. Not another one. She’d already past one loser on the highway and told him were to go. He looked filthy. Disgusting. ...��Clean yo windshield Miss?’ he gasped in a friendly tone.‘How about you get lost’ she replied scornfully without looking at him. The man looked puzzled. ‘Come on fucker!’ she shouted. ‘Get out of the fucking way’. ‘Hey you’ came a deep, gravel voice. Enjoying a smoke by the street-sign was a big, black man. Sarah hadn’t seen him until then but he. She put her right hand over her mound, moving her left to her breasts. She began to rub her nipples fiercely as she drove her right hand between her thighs. I couldn't hold back any longer. I just had to have this hot teen.I stepped forward and reached down, grabbing handfuls of her tits. She looked up, startled, but instead of crying out, began to moan, begging me to rub her tits, to suck on them.I released her for an instant and moved to the other side of the couch, quickly pushing down my. I raised an index finger to my lips as I approached the bed, "shhhhhhh". Stacy knew full well what I was doing. I wasted no time. My quick movements took the her by surprise. Within moments I was leaning over the bed and the blankets were pulled down. Like every other night, Stacy was wearing only a t-shirt and pair of plain cotton panties to bed. Her pubic mound stared invitingly up at me. I reached down with both hands and peeled her panties from underneath her hips. "No…no…please…no…" was. She longed for his throbbing cock deep inside of her pussy.She explored her body moving her hands over her big tits, her flat stomach, and her soft, moist cunt. She probed her pussy with two fingers, while thinking about her future.She would have to look for a job tomorrow. Things wouldn't be as easy for her now. She would have to support herself and learn to be independent.Spreading her legs wide, she inserted her fingers deeper into her cunt. A small cry escaped her lips. Slowly and.