Shy Omegle - Her man slips his cock in a public paking lot.

Spanks and kicks her in the ass. She is a whacked-for-paint kind of girl.A local business girl, although I had been a porn star before.The most recent production work was quite weak for a girl of her thirty years. But still, she made a decent living. Sometimes I used to come in her office, and the jokes we made about her age were very crude. We used to play her older brother if she invited me. I used to run his mouth. And today she was naked and hard. Her soft skin was contrasted against the sheathiness of her full breasts. Her full, flat tummy was exposed. I had to gently wipe away her pubic hair with a damp cloth. Today, she was clean-shaven except occasionally, although not so much with her shirt unbuttoned and unbuttoned. Her body was stunted in a couple of ways: Her waistline was thin. Her hips were small and flared. And her pert round ass was proudly displayed. There was a space in her midriff just large enough for a man's hand to pass through. I had to lift her short, narrow skirt up to reach the handrail.

Today, her skirt was pulled up about two inches and the hem was pulled away from her ass. Her legs were strapping out. And what a lovely view they presented. Her hair was platinum, matted only with a few stray bangs. My handrail was painted a bright, vibrant red. Her collar was a throw, which she had frequently worn during her office days. It hung in the middle of her back, and I had ample opportunity to see her big, round, puffy nipples through her blouse. Today, she was joined by a visitor. It was a very tall man. She recognised him from previous visits. He was well toned and muscular. And he was very right. She could feel his hard, yet soft hands gently dragging over her skin. There was something about him, about his majestic muscular chest and shoulders. She shivered. He continued for a few minutes, reassuring her.

Then he was gone. She felt faint. She raised her eyes and could see that the man had left her alone. Suddenly she was aware of a high, red bruise on her bottom. She realised that she had been kissed while standing beside the road. She felt a little disappointed. But she was also very warm. And now she felt a growing desire to make him happy. To show him how adventurous she had become, and how much she enjoyed rough, unchosen sex. She shifted nervously as the driver reappeared. She watched as he asked if she was indeed alone. She decided she was not really concerned about etiquette. She was more interested in making him happy. His entourage had left the car and were standing at the other side of the road. She shifted nervously again. She watched as he asked if he was seriously interested in her..