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‘Good girl’. He liked when she called him that, it sent a pleasurable little shiver through his body, that made him want to earn more. He was about to take her back into his mouth when he felt the car pull up, for a moment he guessed they were at another junction but then he felt Shahira relax, the engine thrumming deeply as she switched it off, leaving the keys in the ignition to keep the lights on. “Take a look.” She said, leaning back in her chair as he pulled himself up and away from her cock, one of his hands delicately wiping a strand of spit from his pink lips. “Oh wow…” He said softly as he looked around. She’d pulled into a carpark off one of the quiet hilly roads, a small building nearby, which he noted was boarded up and long abandoned, read, ‘Lookout Point Café’. The view the spot offered was gorgeous, the valley stretching out before them with its river and town, rolling hills and woodland visible in the distance only as areas of black in the nights dark. He was sure If he’d given himself enough time to look he would probably have been able to pick out his own home down there among the lights, but something else caught his eye, giving him pause for thought. “T-there’s other cars here?” He said a little meekly, eying the four other vehicles in the car park, some with their lights on, most not, all a good distance from them and each other. “Don’t worry babe, big ass they’re here for the same reason we are… Now then, where were you?” Shahira prompted, one of her hands going down to her side, allowing her to lean her chair further back, giving Casey more space to work with. Smiling he took her spit-slick length in his hand and gave it a squeeze, feeling the now fully erect length fill his little hand, hot and throbbing, “I think I was about to suck your cock?” Shahira let out a little chuckle and ran her fingers through his fine soft hair, “Kiss me first, come here.” He blushed but co-operated as she tugged him up and closer, his moist lips finding hers, soft juggs moans passing between them as she eagerly deepened the kiss, allowing her tongue to explore his sweet mouth, feeling his own caress hers. Though Shahira was sure no one was looking, she knew anyone watching would be treated to an erotic, if not misleading sight as the couple made out. To any would-be viewers it would appear at first glance to be an illicit interracial lesbian couple, a slender little flat chested white girl tongue wrestling a curvier and much bustier woman, noticeably exotic in her skin and garb. The reality however, of a white boy femmed up to look like his sister about to give her girlfriend and his horny dickgirl lover a blowjob while she did what she wanted with his enticing bubble butt had so many extra layers to it that each one of them served to enhance the experience, making it all the more exciting for them both. Despite their desperation to get back to the main event, her cock hard and straining, neither of them were racing to break out of their shared kiss. Instead their lips joined together time and time again as their tongues mingled freely, one of his hands moving to rest on her bbw chest, settling under her jacket to cup one of her heavy soft breasts, squeezing it between his delicate fingers, feeling its alluring shape and warmth through her top and supportive bra as he kneaded it. Similarly she urged one her hands down his back, prompting him to move from sitting on his cute butt to kneeling on the seat, bending over towards her as her hand worked up under the pleats of his dress, her strong hand finding and roughly squeezing one of his bubbly cheeks through his sisters pilfered panties, Casey moaning into the kiss in response. After a few more intense moments had passed between them she pulled back on his hair, the boy letting out a little whimper as he was dragged away from the kiss, his eyes half-lidded, his tongue lolling slightly from his lips as they both huge tits breathed hard. “Are you wearing panties?...” Shahira asked curiously and Casey nodded cutely, swallowing. “M-my sisters…” He admitted, tone maybe a little defensive as he bit his lip, feeling her hand slip in under his lacey undergarments, holding his ass possessively. She smirked some, “It’s not a problem you know,” she started, trying to relieve his defensiveness, “ It’s just you don’t usually wear them is all…” He blushed and gave her a shy little smile, eyes sparkling, “They just… Feel right.” She let out a soft little laugh and kissed him again, though only briefly this time, her voice becoming soft and almost pleading, so genuine in her words that Casey blushed crimson, “You’re so fucking cute... I need you, Casey, I really, really need you right now, please...?” He felt his heart skip a beat and he smiled brightly, his expression lighting up with such an intense and intimate joy that to Shahira it was like he was smiling with his very heart and soul. To Casey the fact that this gorgeous goddess of a woman with her power, confidence, impressively hung cock and enticing bust genuinely needed him, a girly crossdressing white boy, meant so much to him. The mere thought of it, that he was worth so much to her, filled him with a confidence and warmth so incredibly overwhelming that more than ever he wanted to please her, to share with her the warmth her words had gifted him. While not entirely sure what it was she had said to incite such an intense and intimate look from Casey, when he finally tore his gaze away, lowering himself back down towards her cock she found herself sporting a rare warm blush, uncertain if she’d ever had anyone look at her quite like how he just had. Feeling a familiar warmth wrap around the cherry tip of her cock she let out a shuddering little moan, arching her back as pleasure once again flowed down from the sensitive head of her thick length to spread throughout her body, relaxing her as her Big Tits hand played idly with his enticingly soft ass cheeks, her other hand interlacing into his natural brown hair, not guiding or controlling him, but caressing and encouraging. Casey’s lips slid slowly up and down the slick length of her veiny cock, each push downwards again bringing the shiny tip deep enough to press against the entrance to his throat. While he knew, steely hard like she was and at the angle he was at, that there was no chance of him being able to take her back into the tight milking embrace of his throat like he really wanted to, he hoped the pressure of him trying to do just that would help to heighten her pleasure, as well as granting him the chance to practice suppressing his gag reflex, something he was keen to improve upon. 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