Unfortunately, the truck wasn't on the junk lot, but the house had lights on. Hopefully someone was home.Mindy parked her car on the lot, got out, and... locked the doors. She looked suspiciously around the neighborhood. This part of Harlem hadn't caught up with the economic boom of the rest of Harlem.Mindy rang the doorbell. She peered through the curtain on the door window, but saw nothing. She rang the bell again. A shadowy figure sat up on the couch. The man rubbed his eyes. She knocked this. I think they were waiting for jenny to say something in protest. The guy still had his drink in his hand when he stepped up to the side of jenny’s head; he lifted his semi hard cock. Jenny’s hair hung down over the side of her face, she reached up and pulled it back behind her ear, turned her face towards him, the guy moved in closer, he held his cock in his hand and guided it into jenny’s mouth.The two guys high fived each other as jenny reached up and held his cock as she sucked it. The guy. She was without an inch of foundation, had large eyes, freckled shoulders, and large, pink tipped breasts that seemed to defy gravity. My waist looked beautifully narrow, and my legs were long and lean, with small feet. Maybe I'm not movie star beautiful, but pretty enough nevertheless. I slipped my feet into my 4" Valentino Rockstud Patent Ankle Strap Pumps, bending over to make sure the ankle strap was tight. I loved these strappy stilettos with the tiny gold studs – très chic.My heels made. It must have been a sight, the two of us in what most people call skirts. I went to the bar and seen my uncle talking to one guy while three others stood around him looking. Before I could get to him it was to late, he popped one guy in the mouth and kicked another. The manager and bar tender came over to see what was going on. I explained to them we were supposed to be meeting some people, I don't think that this is the right place. After everything settled down, we had a drink. My uncle.