I open my mouth and take his tongue and we are full one making out in my front seat. I wasn’t expecting this but it was so hot and I was getting int... it. I took my left hand and hit the controls to lower the back of my seat and push it back as far as possible. He moved around a bit and now he had better access to me and was starting to feel my chest with his hands. I could feel myself getting hard and soon I felt him rub my cock outside my pants. I moaned softly and he took that as a sign to. I was picturing them filled with his warm succulent cum that I hoped would soon be filling my hungry mouth. "Okay, now the front," he said as he stood up, turned around and leaned with his back against the wall."OH WOW!" I said with a gasp as my eyes caught sight of his cock. It was sticking straight out from his body; at what I like to call "half-mast". There is something incredibly alluring about a man standing at half-mast; not yet fully erect, but teasingly on the way there. He must have. She whispered, “Sometimes”. I was very keen to learn more so I asked her to elaborate more on this.She said that whilst she was at college, when she was 17, she had a liaison with a black Janitor. He was an older man, somewhere in his late twenties, very handsome and was always friendly and helpful. She said as the months progressed, the talking between breaks and lunchtime advanced from idle chit chat to dirty talking, to touchy feely. On one occasion, the black Janitor would brush past. Trey instructs me "Lay down on the bedface up, head off the end of the bed. It's time we open up that throat ofyours bitch." I am very scared now. It is one thing taking that huge monster slab ofmeat up my ass. When he fucks me I can tune out a little if the pain getstoo much. I can go somewhere else if I need to as he is hammering away atmy ass. But now he is going to be fucking my face, I realize there will beno tuning out, there will be no dissociation, it is going to be my head,.