. but I’ll stick with my moped!”Just then the light changes, so the banker decides to show the old man just what his car can do. He floors it, and...within 30 seconds, the speedometer reads 160 mph! Suddenly, he notices a yellow dot in his rear view mirror. It seems to be getting closer! He slows down to see what it could be, and suddenly ... Whoooooosssshhhhh! Something blows by him, going much faster!“What in the hell could be going faster than my Ferrari?” the young man asks himself. He floors. . sure why not we soon trailed off the highway to a path not so traveled it seemed, about 5 or so miles off the highway, I wasn't nervous for anything tho most normally anyone would in such situations, not me besides I can always handle myself, anyway we soon arrived to a seclude pond, nice'' I said yeah I come here sometimes on trips back from the city during the hot summers to cool off a bit before heading home he said, coolio I thought ya know we can skinny dip if ya want no one comes out. “Go on,” I urged, slightly looking forward to how sex became involved.“Turns out the magazine is marketed toward black men. It also turns out that,” he shrugged. “All the female models are white. And it just so happens white female models are used in pretty much every article type. Fitness, health, cars, street bikes, entertainment section all have black male models and white female models.”“I see, so that’s where the sex occurred,” I nodded, imagining him taking a model off the set after a. She moved her head to look out the window, but instead gazed into my growing erection. My cock was causing a tent in my trousers and she just stared at it. I lay still, looking at the back of her head as my cock grew bigger and bigger. I didn’t know what she was going to do. This is when she ran her nails down my thigh and brushed my erect cock. It twitched and she did it again. She turned her head back and looked into my eyes with a devilish look. She turned back towards my cock and moved her.