The door to the next house was in a rich neighborhood. Waiting a few seconds, he knelt down to set the parcel down. His cock immediately hardened as a small white girl in booty jeans, a tanktop, and confident facial expressions stood in front of him. ” Sasha asked, straightening her hair over her firm tits. It would have to sit in the back seat with the two babies, in their car seats.
He didn't mind it because most of the rich guys were at work this early in the afternoon. Incredibly, Rachel would have to sit on mom's lap for the 12 hour drive.
Turning back around, she mindlessly fixed the fit of her bra on her c-cup breasts. Then, his boss, finding out he had been drinking on lunch breaks, said that he had one more strike until he was on his ass. Sasha examined his clothes and the box in his hands. But how were they supposed to make the 600 mile trip? Tom said with determination that they were going no matter what it took, and they started packing everything they needed into the little Grand Am.
Realizing she was more annoyed by her father's crying than the task, she asked, “How many guys? Darnell, who stood at 6'4” and muscular and black as night, could not be in a worse mood. They couldn't drive because their van was in the shop and there was no way Rachel, her parents and the two twin babies could fit in Dad's Grand Am with their luggage AND their packages. To make matters worse, mom's present to her sister wouldn't fit in the trunk.
Rachel settled down into her father's lap, happy to be moving toward their destination again. Tom lightly wrapped his arms around his daughter's thin waist, trying to keep her from falling into the car seat next to them.
The darkness surrounded them, Rachel's eyes began to grow heavy from the combination of the darkness, her father's warm body, and the droning of the tires along the pavement.
One hand attached itself to his balls as the other stroked the base. “Shut up and suck,” Darnell yelled, the bra off and his big black hands exploring her firm tits. “ he yelled, as he fucked harder than he had the whole session. Slowly, he dropped her balls onto her waiting tongue. One ..two..a time...”Sasha shrugged her shoulders and reached out for Antoine's fly. Its a fucking story OKYou're telling me there isn't a single plane ticket available?
He followed the girl into the house and was led into the living room, a leather couch laid out. Her pouty lips moved up and down four, then five inches. Stopping momentarily, she stroked the cock slowly, her eager saliva covering the whole cock. You could..over..you want.” Liking the idea but liking the idea of her sucking more more, he muttered, “Just keep sucking bitch.”“Yes, sir,” she said, eagerly putting the cock back in her mouth. He let her bob on her own as he reached down and unhooked her bra. Wanting to stop but wanting to get this black cock to explode more, Sasha let the man fondle her as she counter sucked his throat fucking. Whipping his cock out of her mouth, he shouted, “Show me that face. The girl's tongue circulated and vibrated on the bottom of the ball sack as Darnell stoked his wet cock hard and fast. ” Darnell asked, having quickly pulled his pants up. "Rachel listened to her mom talk on the phone to their travel agent.Rachel hadn't had a chance to change before the trip and was still wearing the new, short miniskirt her mother had bought her at the mall, and a white button up blouse.Somehow the skirt had ridden up to the very tops of her thighs.She fell asleep like a caterpillar in a warm cocoon, swaying in her father's lap with the movements of the car.A few hours later consciousness slowly overtook her.