One day I got off work and I was very horny, not sure why, but I was. I pulled into a grocery store parking lot and saw a black guy in long shorts, ta...k top shirt, holding his crotch. There was something about him. The thought of him fucking me seemed really nasty and slutty, but I really felt the urge to do this.I pulled up next to him with my window down and said “Hi”. I could tell he was immediately excited that a white girl like me spoke to him. He asked me if I wanted some dick. I laughed. .I think you need another smack and another, each one pushing your body across that desk just a little bit, your erect nipples rubbing against your shirt, the desk, pinned underneath your body, another smack and another! My hand pinning you down against that desk, you're dripping on the floor. We can't have that! Another smack, and another and another. What?! You're dripping AGAIN! Let me help with that I can run a finger across your sopping pussy, mmm, collecting your juices in my hand,. Ab baari thi uske peticoat ki jise mei bilkul der na kartey huae utaarna chata tha,phir meine uska peti coat bhi utaar diya aur usko har jagah choomne laga. wo bas chilaye ja rahi thi ki mujhe jaane do par mein chood ka bhooka tha.ab thodi hi der mei9nMeine uski bra utar di or jor jor se uske doodh dabane laga.uski aankhon se aansoyon ki dhaara bhe rahi thi aur meine der na kartey huye uske doodh apne mooh mein le liye,bas kuch der mein uska rona saanth huya to mein samaj gaya ki usko maja aa. It has situated middle of the country, 175 km away from Colombo. I was working as a Juki machine operator in a garment factory in Colombo. I used to go home once in a month. During the weekend, I was very anxious to go to the home town Badulla because the dull situation of the town life.It was very difficult to get a bus bound to Badulla at the weekends, because all the people go back to their homes to spend the holidays. Therefore, I used to go by intercity buses, whether their ticket fee was.