A big black guys was standing there, his hands around this white guy's head, holding it in place as he fucked the guy's mouth. You could tell the blac... guy was really enjoying it. The cocksucker was on his knees and taking that black bone with every thrust.At that point I wished I was that guy, being used by that big black guy for his own sexual pleasure. The black guy had a beefy muscle body no doubt from spending time working out all day. He glanced over and saw me looking at him. He smiled. But she was so turned on and wanted him to feel it. Her fingertips brushed Jack's balls as her lips slipped around the crown of his dick, and she licked the head, hearing and feeling him moan in pleasure, his fingers in her hair. She pulled her mouth back, sliding her fingers up and down his heated length, and stood.Unable to resist, Steph glanced back over her shoulder and, sure enough, Phil and Amy had moved from the kitchen window to the sliding glass doors, watching them, their expressions. .s...sister," he said with a stutter."Where's your bathroom?"He reached under the desk and pulled out a key with a metal tag, "Round the b..b..back." he said pointing.She came forward and got the key from him, "Thank you." She walked to around to the back of the shop. The man stared at her the whole time with his pale blue eyes.Soon Alice entered the shop and paid for the fuel. "Where might we find Grace?" she asked."G...Grace? She's...she's...she's...around the back in the...the...m...motel. Then the bell for second period came. Brandon headed for Mr. Mucoy's science class. He loved that class because Kara Mead was in that class. He thought that she was perfect. Shoulder length blonde hair, beautiful blonde eyes, perfect pert nose, perfectly kissable lips, nice canteloped sized breasts, wasp waist, long luxurious legs, and her trademark, the most perfect ass in the school. Brandon wasn't too bad looking himself but he was way out of her league. She and he both knew it. .