I was on my way to my friend Sues for acoffee and girly chat so I was dressed in a flowerysummer dress and sandals. Not the outfit to change awheel! I... had an idea what to do, but there was no way Icould get the wheel nuts off. I since learned that thegarage use a power tool to put them on, so what chancedid I have? After struggling for about 15 minutes I heard a voicebehind me. “Want a hand?”I turned round and saw a black man about 6ft 2 with ashaved head and a very nice smile. I. ‘Oh you smell good’ he says, burying his face in my neck and hair, ‘Mmm we need to go somewhere nice.’, he extricates his self from me and pulls the car away. As he drives, I’m just drinking it in, being Christina in my hot clothes and looking as close to beautiful as I can manage. Being Christina with her horny Sir, knowing he was aching to use her body to satisfy his throbbing cock. I tremble and look to his groin, my hand soon finds his bulge hardening to it’s gentle squeeze. I can’t wait,. Mom would only marry him on condition that he would go along with it, just as Grandpa went along with it for Grandma, and he did, and now Daddy is like one of them, except he put his foot down about me. He made Mom agree I wouldn't be brought in which otherwise I would have on my 18th birthday (last month), like Grandma and Mom were on their 18th birthdays, like my aunts Sissy and Meg were on theirs, like my cousins Phillip, Rachel and Paula, all in their twenties, were on theirs, and probably. You have to ask something like that. Damn straight, I wanted to see it all. “I think I need another drink first,” I said. Soon both of our glasses were full again and Simon got up. Just as we began one last walk around the room, several male entertainers were converging on a small but sturdy white girl with rather large breasts. One after another guy would deposit a load of cum on her tits and she was able to draw her breasts up and lick each one clean. I had to watch this for a moment. A.