brunette Takes A Fatty Load To The Face

Call me when you’re a mile or two from 95 and I’ll tell you where to go next. And listen, when you get in your car, unbutton your dress up to your waist and keep your legs spread. I want every trucker, delivery driver, whoever has an elevated view to enjoy your red bush. You understand?” “Yes.” Grace heard the phone click. She gathered her belongings, headed to the garage and slid behind the wheel. She unbuttoned the bottom three buttons of her dress. She pushed each side out and off of her legs. She was now exposed up to the bottom of her garter belt and her bright red bush glowed against her white legs and black stockings. She pulled out of her driveway and headed towards Washington St to make her way to the Turnpike. She knew she would be on display in no time. Washington St was heavy with traffic including lots of vehicles capable of seeing her widespread legs and panty-less red bush. It excited her and scared her at the same time. The horn-blowing and cat-calling started as she approached the first light. She could see the UPS driver straining to see, then the two voyeur guys in the plumbing van. The passenger was leaning over the driver, cellphone in hand, and Grace knew he was taking pics. She sped off as the light changed and headed to the turnpike. Her face flushed as she approached the toll booth to get on the turnpike, knowing full-well that whoever was manning the booth was going to get a clear view of her twat shot. She could see the middle aged black man lean out and give the change back to the driver in front. The car pulled forward and doggystyle Grace eased to the window, $5 bill out the window. Reaching out, the toll-taker spotted her black-stockinged white legs, wide apart, and her red bush on display. “Goooood morning, ma’am, how are you this fine morning?” Slowly making change, but still sneaking a peek as her bush, “You sure are looking fine this morning and I hope you have a great day.” Smiling back and taking the change, Grace sped off. For the next five miles she listened to the blowing horns and knew the truckers were enjoying the show. Her nervousness was fading and the thought of them enjoying her bush started to make her pussy moisten. She touched the CALL button on the radio, “Call Cliff.” Without saying hello or anything, Cliff directed, “Get on 95, middle lane, and drive with the flow. I’ll call shortly with instructions” click, he was gone. Grace turned onto 95 N, sped up to join the flow of traffic and merged to the middle lane. She knew Cliff had probably spread the word on his CB to the other truckers to be on the lookout for the gray Volvo. She eased alongside the first truck and she could see him looking hard in his side mirror. He laid on the horn as she passed amateur by. Looking ahead she could see another 8-10 trucks in the right lane, just waiting for a show. Her pussy twitched as her exhibitionist side took over, and she was starting to enjoy herself. Each truck she passed would blow the horn and Hardcore then flash the lights. By the time she was pulling alongside the third truck her hand was rubbing her red bush. The driver showed his appreciation by yelling and giving a thumbs-up as Grace glanced up at him. She saw him reach for his CB so she knew she was a oral hot topic on 95 this morning. Her cell rang. I was so embarrassed I showered as fast as I could and got dressed in my pj's before coming back out to the room. The corset left her breasts fully exposed. She pushed back against my rod as I jack-hammered that pussy. Rohit was also getting hornier, listening to Hardcore his Mom talking so freely. “It must have been hard for both of you when she died.” I couldn’t find the right words. Tears covered my face and snot began to run out of my nose and I tried to jerk away but Terry’s voice filled my ears,” Suck him BITCH!”. I moan ‘Oh Beth’ without thinking about it as the last few voyeur pulses go through me. Test his foreskin. A wave of fear washed through me. She coos and moans and masturbates herself furiously, filling her pussy with as many fingers as she can fit. She oral somehow never grew up from the mental stage amateur of a child that can only think of themselves. Her dirty old daddy replies, Daddy's cock pressed deeper into my bowels. lips. “And you just sat there and watched it happen? So with pleasure I took doggystyle turns fucking their hot asses.