‘Hey man, do you have a window scrapper? I left mine at home.’ He asked. I reached in the back of my car and pulled out mine and waved it at him.... He smiled and shouted, ‘Thanks man!’ ‘No problem!’ I shouted back over the loud engines surrounding us. He got out of his car and I gave him my scrapper and I watched him wipe down his car. I couldn’t check out his full package because of his big heavy coat, but his face was just enough to get me hard in my jeans. When he finished he handed it. He seemed to be slightly shocked at first, but he had kind of a cheeky grin when he just announced politely that he was going to close up soon.I really did not hear his words and insisted about his opinion. The black man said my husband would surely be delighted with that outfit. I went back inside the changing room and heard the black man saying again he was closing up soon.I changed to another sexy outfit and opened the curtain from the stall; but then I found the black guy full naked,. I tried to relax for you, but gripped your hands so tightly. Two! You moaned into my mouth. Yow! But kept the lip-lock.Crack!!! Three... Owwwww... You involuntarily screamed. Our mouths parted. Oh no. I kept a firm hold of you hands, but your body danced about."Oh dear," Master said gravely. "Have to start again."Crack. One. Crack. Two. Crack. Three. At least this time you made it this far. In fact, you seems so keen and eager it was amazing. Your kiss had such... demand... you tongue was. Internally, a sudden craving for Yoo-Hoo soft drinks shows this, MoonPies and boiled peanuts, this however is only the crawbabes microbebuilding up reserves for the big change.This happens when the victim comes down with what seems to be a badflu,The person who gets up however is what most unenlightened people wouldcall a White Trash girl, Redneck woman or hillbilly vixen.Not only are they physically changed, with the girls as the template,but their bodies as the base it works from, their minds.