She smiled and gasped, holding her hands out in front of her."Mmm, mmm hot ass!" She met my short thrusts with backwards nudges of her own, indulging ...me for a few moments. "My co-worker will be here any minute, boo" she laughed. "We don't have much time, do you want to continue or shall we..." Oh, hell yeah, let's go!" We continued towards the back, and she led me to a dressing room off to the side of the register counter. Unlocking the door, she went in and sat down on the cushioned, corner. I had heard abouta car park where couples and single men hung out forwhat they called dogging and I thought it would be aperfect place to show her off. They where both ready at8 when I called by, Wendy dressed like a whore in shortblack skirt and ridicules bob tube top. I have to point out that Wendy is what’s called a BBW,she weighs somewhere in the 250 lbs area most of it inher tits and ass so when she dresses like a whore itlooks comical to some and fucking horny to others. Herbig body. Squeezing down between the seats wasn't a problem for her.And there it was. My sister was on her knees. Naked. Looking me straight in the eyes.She held my hard cock with both hands. It was then that I finally appreciated how soft and delicate her fingers were. They felt heavenly.But that was only the beginning. She bent forward and took the head of my cock in her mouth. With her lips wrapped around me, she used her tongue to expertly swirl against the tip of my throbbing erection, which was a. “Hey, officer. What’s up?”“We got a report of a possible domestic v******e issue. Everything okay,” checked the brown-skinned guy.“Yeah. Everything is good,” LeMaun stated.“Who else is in there with you.”“Just a friend.”“What are y’all doing?”“Well,” the dominant top contorted his face. “We were boning!”“Got kinda loud, huh?”“I guess so. Seems I may be too big.”“Hmmmmm,” the man raised his eyebrows. “Mind if I take a look around and see that your friend is okay.”“Sure! I’m a parole officer and.