She was helpless, and losing hope. Her sobs became louder. She was getting angry. But her anger was only a mask of her fear. She screamed into the bal..., but the red thing wouldnt let the sound escape her throat, and that sound stuck there, clawing at her esophagus. She was trapped. And the thought of it filled her and engulfed her. She would never be free of this agony. Of material that bites, of balls that smother, of legs that shake. She stomped her feet, but quickly stopped. Her stomping. ”She got back into the car and, to my surprise, threw her bra onto the back seat. Since we were at a gas station I decided to top off the tank. At that time, you did not put gas into your car. The attendant did. He asked me how much gas I wanted and I told him to fill it up. After filling the tank, he came back to my window to get paid but he didn’t say anything; he just stared past me. I looked to where he was looking and Brandi had positioned herself so that her legs were spread allowing. I really a black guy tonight," Caramella sounded desperate.Her pussy was excited for Albert's cock."You ... you ... you need a black guy tonight?" Albert asked.I must be dreaming, Albert thought."Do you live somewhere around this area?" Caramella asked."Sure I do," Albert responded."Are ... are ... are you a hooker?" Albert had to ask.Caramella hated the question. She was not a hooker, for the fact that she would have sex with any black guy free of charge."No. No I am not. Hey do you know what. He held my arms firmly above my head as he placed passionate kisses along my jaw. He continued lower to my breasts. his hands dropped mine before he unclasped the back of my bra, professionaly. It dropped to the ground and he wasted no time. First he took my right breast and cupped it causing me to gasp a little. He ascended foward lightly kissing my left breast around my nipple while lightly massaging my other. his tongue flicked over my nipple before he brought his mouth down and sucked on it.