And there he was, leaning against McDonald's. Denim jacket, closely cropped hair, stubble. Big. Latino. I even recognized him. “Hey,” he said. He ...ounded as nervous and icy as me. “Could you give me a second?” I said as I fish a cigarette out of my purse. “I…literally cannot do this without a cig. I mean, stress relief is one thing, but like…I have the worst oral fixation, and like…” I looked down at my boot heels for a second. The chill in the air cut right through my stockings. There was a. .. well, I'm afraid you'll get mad at me again." Oh man. That much?" Amanda said in wonder. "Look, you've really got my curiosity up now. I promise I won't be upset with you. You promise too Cindy?" Yes. I'm starting to get pretty curious myself." Cindy said.Corey took a big bite of steak and shook his head."C'mon! Look, you've gotta realize that it's totally different when it's a gift, and not just a big chunk of cash. At least give us a clue!" Amanda pleaded.Corey finished chewing and. I smeared some oil in between herbuttocks, but then decided that her pussy was just too perfectto waste. I slid forward over her back, and slipped into her.The wet warmth of her engulfed me, and I pumped in and out,long strokes, my cock swelling. The flesh of her ass movedenticingly as I penetrated her. I smiled, and slid my thumbbetween her buttocks, pressed it into the warm oiled bud of heranus.As I groaned and pumped faster, I felt her sphincter spasmingaround my probing thumb, sweet. "It's ok", Harold said, as he handed Blitz his po' boy. But just as he was about to give it to him, he stopped. Blitz had a confused look on his face as he looked at Harold. "Hey Harold, is somethin' wrong?", he asked. "Well after hearing what you did with that guy, and making hip scream and so, could you tell me what your dick looks like?", he asked, feeling only a bit embarrassed. Blitz just gave him a smile and said; "I can do better than that. I can show ya." He leaned over the counter.