I was finding out that Kip liked to plan for contingencies, making him ideal for my situation. And so far, he had adapted well to working with my tale...ts. He was also doing well working for Penny, and working with Anna as evidenced by his suggestion to wait until they could join us to discuss strategy.I couldn't help but wonder how he would fare with the nudity when we got to the ranch. I hadn't told him about it yet, but I figured that Penny had probably mentioned it to him. I scanned him, but. .I had to put the brakes on it before I lost frickin control...he was fingering me with total boyish intent...the single finger circle inside me...he knew his stuff...he was hopeful of tipping me over the edge ...right there and then in his car...it was the school uniform doing as much work to excite him as my hidden shaved delight.As Jarryn’s finger had finally got under my tight panty line...he went “Oh” as he touched my satiny, this morning freshly shaved skin. God I was smooth down there.. He took the hint and picked up the pace slightly, he always waited until I had drawn a breath before he drove it home. I went into sub space, I was just a piece of meat to service my master, I have no idea how long he fucked my face. Probably just a minute or two but serve him I did, he blasted a long rope of cum down my throat and continued to shoot as he pulled his head back into my mouth. I gagged on the cum, Tim pulled out, I rolled over and puked on the towels. He tousled my hair and said,. I don’t care how racist you are, don’t fuck with the black nerd. We’ll mess you up because we’re smarter than the rest. Peace. When he lived in our ancestral homeland of Somalia, long before he emigrated to Canada, my father made his living as a fisherman. He’s one hell of a swimmer, like a lot of Somali men from coastal cities, and he taught me how to swim. I guess racist old white guys in Ottawa would be surprised to hear that. Anyhow, I’m used to being the exception wherever I go. Back in.