Ashleigh knew she was a beautiful woman as she knew just how to flaunt her 34B breasts and very well proportioned ass for her athletic five-foot-seven...stature to the customers – and to me. Her blonde hair, when down, went just below her shoulders. She was the type of girl that every man has dreamed about.She had started in late May and by mid-June, it became a guessing game for me – is it her ass or breasts she is going to lure me in to stare at today? It even had reached a point where we,. He would buy all her candles, call the police, and get her some hot tea to drink. Scott was so consumed with the idea of rescuing his new friend, he completely forgot about his own dire situation. The car whistled along at 80 miles an hour as Scott prayed that The Little Candle Girl would still be in the alley. After what seemed an eternity, he reached the parking lot by The Horsehead Pub. The bar had closed early because of the bitter cold and was desolate and deserted. Scott jumped of the car. The more I stroked it, the faster he licked my clit. I was moaning louder, about to cum all over his finger, which was still pumping in and out of my hot pussy. “Oooh god Michael yes!! Uhh.. ohhh I’m gonna cum!! Oh yeah don’t stop baby!” I screamed as I got closer and closer to letting go. A few seconds later I felt those familiar waves of pleasure rush through my body as I came. I felt Michael lapping up as much of my warm pussy juices as he could. I heard him saying ‘Mmmm’ as he slid his. The older negress returned her daughters kiss and then kissed her again. She looked up at the white driver to see if he was satisfied with the humiliating display.Drained, he reached for his pants and pulled them up. "You niggers still have a lot to learn. When I say do something, you bitches better do it and fast. I'd slap your fuckin' faces if they wasn't covered in my spunk."They hung there heads at his rebuke and didn't look up again until they heard him shut the back door after exiting the.