We sat down, talked, ate, and got to know each other a bit better. There are stereotypes affiliated with every race, culture and group, and as a big a...nd tall young black man in Canada, I know this better than anyone. Halima Khan definitely defied my expectations. I thought of Somali women, being Muslim and all, as repressed when it comes to sexual matters. Well, that wasn’t the case with her. Not at all. You see, as we grabbed a bite and chatted, Halima pulled out a small notebook and showed me. As they prepared to disembark, Chelsea nodded to Liam to keep the camera running. “Dirk, I just have to verify for the record that you are aware we recorded all of the events that unfolded on this flight and that we have your permission to use the recordings as we see fit.” Chelsea knew she had this in writing, but she wanted to hear him say it, just to be sure. “Yes, Miss Evans, I know you recorded everything. And in a few hours I’ll have enough money to buy your little network and all the. “I did. It was after I caught you riding your boyfriend and I saw your giant tits bouncing. I went into the bathroom and came all over the place making such a mess” This got me soaked and my panties were now basically see through. I started fingering my pussy faster. “I’ve thought about this before. About you jacking off to me. I’ve purposefully not worn bras to dinner just to watch you squirm””Oh you’re a kinky little slut then aren’t you?” I andwered by nodding and then looking over at his. Then under them. She was getting a little wet and seemed to push back. The thought popped in my head and I let my body follow.. what if I slow down the car and do the predictable pervy thing to do. I have never done anything like this before and I got a little excited at the prospect. I knew it would be hard to do knowing Abby.. but I gambled... and the rest is this story.While a trucker drove in the next lane I slowed down and opened her top further, her hands were covering her face to block.