I hated every second of it but my body was betraying me. I had already been aroused beyond comprehension before Buddy but now his constant licking had made me moan on whole different level. I did not even care about drooling on floor anymore, my shame and arousal took priority in me. Powerful orgasm swept me away. No one had orally pleased me like that before and my body gave in. I was cumming hard, and that pleased Buddy who was able get even more my nectar. Now that he was able to pinpoint where to lick, he changed the way he was licking me. He started to go deeper to my pussy with his tongue while his nose was hitting my asshole. I couldn't deny him this at the state I was in. On this ride, I was the passenger, not the driver. Velvet tongue was drilling me hard and was now applying some pressure to my G-spot as well. It might not sound much but combining this to clit massager, which was still very much in play, because of my very thorough fixing and checking, was sending me almost. As I crossed the street absent mindedly, the sound of screeching tires alerted me to danger. Without realizing it I almost stepped right into John R’s lighter traffic. It wasn’t nearly as busy as Eight Mile, but there were still a lot of cars. I turned my head and noticed the car that had nearly hit me. It was a blue Mustang. I recognized the car because its driver had stopped and given me money a couple of times. ‘Jeezus Lady! I could have hit you,’ he said. He looked at me recognizing my coat and baggy clothes. I could tell that he like most other people who’d seen me was shocked to discover that there was a woman under the moving pile of foul smelling clothes. ‘I know you,’ he said. ‘Sorry… I was just upset. You walked right into traffic. You’ve got to be a lot more careful.’ He reached into his pocket and came towards me. He gave me a five and got back into his car. For a second, I felt as if my life was going better. Then I noticed that the cop car was back in its hiding.
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