Her rock hard nipples could easily be seen through the thin fabric. Large plastic hoop earrings dangled from her ears. Tittiefuck’s makeup was exces...ive, to say the least. Her black, glossy hair was teased very high, just to add to her slutty appearance.“Good morning, Tittiefuck,” Mr. Fink said casually, as the black bimbo sunk to her stocking covered knees, and began to undo Fink’s belt. “Before you begin, what is on the agenda today?”“Good morning, Master!” Tittiefuck giggled, freeing Fink’s. Preparing for the 3 hour drive to pick up Sam at the airport… he found himself paying extra attention to his clothing, he even cleaned out his old jeep. As Roy approached the airport he wondered if he will recognize her… wondering randomly if the pictures she sent him are really even her. Parking, he headed into the terminal to look for the promised faded yellow “house of blues” cap with the blonde pony tail sticking out the hole in the back. He waited. Many thoughts ran through his head and he. When we got to the car Helen asked me to sit in the front and throw my bad in the back. Julie jumped into the back but before she did she reached under my skirt and gave my ass a squeeze. As soon as I got into the front seat of the SUV I noticed that Helens skirt had ridden up her thighs and there, close up was the crotch of her wet thong. The smell of sweat and sex permeated the inside of the car. As I put on my seat belt I turned and put my back to the locked door and spread my legs as Helen. “Omg! Mike is just so sweet.” Melissa gushed again.“Yeah, I think we got it the first dozen times.” Becka said, rolling her eyes.“Hey, let her be happy.” I said. “At least someone at this table can be.” I added under by breathe.The girls looked over at me, as I stirred my ketchup with a crappy french fry that was way too soggy.“Still haven’t patched things up between you and Alicia?” Rachel asked.“No, and it doesn’t look like I’m going to at this rate.” I said. “I shouldn’t of given Sabrina.