I span her around and bent her over, she didn’t resist and rested her forearms on the seat where moment before she’d taken a complete strangers lo...d.Taking my shaft in my hand I rubbed the my tip from her asshole to her clit and back, on the way through I lodged my tip inside her velvet pussy. She was slick and hot and once I was inside her I glided in with ease until my tight sack was presed against her. I needed release badly, had to have release. It drove me and I picked up a fast pace. It was overflowing everywhere, and I've blown enough boys to know that they love to see that. It's a big rush for most of them. That was fine by me, I hadn't come yet, and right now I wanted Woody or Roger or somebody else to do it again. I wiped as much as I could off my chin, into my mouth, and I smiled at him and swallowed all of it in one gulp. Then we kissed and kissed and kissed. I like the barnyard feeling sometimes, I'm a big old sow, taking everything that Henry Hog has got from behind. "What's up with those fines anyway?" I asked her. "I've been here for two days now and it doesn't look like you're doing anything that the health department would give a shit about. What were the fines for?"She used an extended stream of Spanish profanity at the mention of the health department. "That fucking place down the street is behind it," she said."What fucking place?" Santos," she said, spitting out the word like it was some sort of disease. "Oh, never mind this shit. You wouldn't. It is I that has to slip on her underwear and leggings over her bent over but limp body before lacing her ballet slippers to her feet.After a few minutes, she wrestles enough strength to turn slightly over onto her side, careful not to sit down squarely on her sore ass. A few wipes of her cheeks to rid herself of her dripping makeup and the car door is slid open for her to exit the van.I watch as she walks gingerly to the entrance of the dance studio as I clean myself up and follow behind.