What is your name?” “Amanda but my friends call me Mandy. So what do you want?” “Hmmmm. Well Amanda, since I am holding pictures showing how t...lented you are in the back seat of the car which I am sure your step mom would love to see, I was wondering what those pictures are worth to you?“ “Please don’t show her.” “That all depends on what you are offering to prevent the disclosure.” “Look I don’t know who you are. I do know that you are a pervert who likes to take inappropriate pictures, why. I wanted to feel my pussy, giving way to his cock, as his manly cock, completely filled my pussy. I wondered if he could get his big cock, so deep inside my pussy, that his balls would slap against me. I had been fascinated, watching his balls slap against Sharon and the black woman from the kitchen. I wanted to know what it would feel like, to me. I wanted to freely and lustfully, give my body to him. I wanted him ,to fulfill his vast appetite, with my body. I wanted to always be available. Who was telling me that she was attracted to me at all? She didn't send any signs of sexuality. At least not that I was aware of. Anyway, what were the odds of such a hot chick lusting after me? Mathematically spoken: They converged to zero. The chances that she might find me as appealing as I found her were evanescent; I would have even said infinitesimally small! So who was I to worry about some unrealistic scenarios surging from the fantasies of a young man gone wild and loaded with. He said, is that your husband? She said yes, but he’s very tired, as he was up 24 hours. And she said she is very horny, and would love to play with him. She said we will have to be very quiet. She said she would love to give him a handjob. And he can play with her tits. The guys pulled his pants down and his cock was fully erect. She asked if he’d ever been with a girl. He said yes, but never screwed one or even cum by them. He said he’d never seen tits as big as hers, except in porn. She.