Temptress Sara Luvv wakes boss before interracial banging

18 year old Katie Spencer, interracial the town cock tease and queen bitch was butt naked on her hands and knees, fat tan DD tits hanging down swinging in the warm breeze, round ass up in the air… sucking on fat old Marty, part owner of the second dirtiest bar in Arizona. John froze dead in his tracks, his mouth hung open. Marty groaned again and gave a toss of the head acknowledging John’s presence. Katie glanced over at John briefly, her plump wet lips wrapped around a fat shaft, and then back up at Marty’s face, gazing at him almost lovingly with her big brown eyes as she continued to suck him off, bobbing her head deeply up and down, never breaking her brisk rhythm. John felt his pants tighten and his mind whirl. This was the girl who nobody got to fuck, nobody even got a kind word from her and here she was giving a guy blowjob she had called a fat smelly old man on multiple occasion the ultimate kindness. A girl that would never be seen in anything but expensive designer clothes was now wearing nothing but a thick necklace. Wait, no, a dog collar!? Just then Marty began to breathe heavier and setting his beer on the cooler, took Katie’s thick wavy hair in both hands and forced her lips to his groin. He let out a loud low groan and held her face balls deep. Katie’s eyes bulged as he held her cumshot there motionless. John wondered how she could breathe. Finally Marty sighed and slowly released his grip on her hair, letting her pull back slightly and take a series of deep breaths through her nose with half his dick still in her mouth. John watched fascinated teen as she gently sucked and licked her spittle off of Marty’s shrinking dick and balls. Marty patted her on the head and let her know she was a “good girl” as she finished and sat back on her heels in a kneeling position with her hands on the ground gazing happily at the man’s wet cock. Her breathing still hard, tongue hanging out, a dribble of spit running down her chin onto her heaving chest. “John! Glad you could make it!” Ted bellowed out, breaking John’s trance. “What?” was all John’s blown mind could manage. “I’m glad you could make it to the BBQ. And great timing by the way! Did you enjoy the show?” John could only nod. Ted smiled and held his gaze for a moment before turning to the girl. “Floppy, come!” John stared as Katie crawled quickly and excitedly to her step father, seemingly not noticing the doggystyle gritty dirt of the Arizona ground as she made her way to him. Looking up at him she began nuzzling his crotch with her face while swinging her round tan butt back and forth like a dog. Katie received another “good girl” and a few pats on the head as Ted continued talking. “John do you remember my worthless cunt of a step daughter Katie?” John looked down at the waggling girl. She wasn’t reacting at all to the sort of insults that would have had the Katie he knew scratching eyeballs and throwing beer bottles. The flexible wooden shaft now responded like a precision instrument instead of a clumsy weapon of brute force. "What is so funny?", I inquired. I could feel my hard cock rubbing her perineum, between her legs, and wishing it was just an inch or so higher so it would be inside her. My fingers twitched and flexed. “Oooohhh!” she managed to blowjob say, “boys, I want more!” "So do you need anything else fixing around the house?" Sophie now says “Nooo, you continue to lick them Daniel”. She smiled at the cumshot small joke on the daily business of investment that went on around them. A short time later when Frank teen heard her begin to moan and pant he reached up and tweaked her left nipple, rolling it doggystyle between his thumb and fingers. The ladies were all in the limo when Fred asked if he could speak interracial to me privately for a moment. With my forearm I picked up one leg, then the next. “So imagine how the FCC freaked out when so much futa-sex was sent out over the national airwaves.” “I think there is some clam at home I can bring you to eat,” Ronnie said innocently. Nicole leaned forward and kissed me sweetly. "You make me want...to work hard to please you, Jordan..." she whispered breathily. I rolled back a little feeling my heart racing and my breathing slowly returning to near normal. stories of his own. "How much vodka have you drunk?" To be mine?” Should I wait before I had more fun with them?