I took turns sucking each one into my mouth and nibbled on your nipples. I turned you around and pulled your blouse and hoody down over your shoulders... locking your arms behind you. As I bent you over the trunk of the car your bare breasts pressed into the cold steel of the trunk. A sigh slipped from your lips. I lifted up your little plaid skirt and flipped it up over your youthful ass and on to your back. Your pussy was soaking wet and your juices were running down the inside of your shapely. “Damn, nigga! Fuck this faggot ass!”“Yeah, bitch!”“Fuck your little white boi!”“Hell yeah!”The blond bottom turned his head to the side and saw the women and c***dren. “Who the fuck,” he scooted back. “Travon,” the baby mama howled.“Fuck,” he jumped off the twink. “What you doin’ here?”“I should ask you the same thing. You're...you’re guy.”“Calm down, girl. Why you got my k**s in here,” he asked now standing with his long dick swinging. “Let’s go talk.”Travon put on a pair of sweatpants. He. Not everyone is into kissing, so I kissed his cheek first to measure his interest. Feeling no pullback, I moved to his lips. What followed was one of the best mouth to mouth I have had. As we groped our bodies, we kissed and traded tongues for minutes, our saliva being exchanged and his warm soft lips ever on mine. He was getting hard with a good size member, so I unbuttoned him and headed down to serve this hottie. He got hard very fast and tasted good. I used my techniques on him as he headed. Just then horns were blasting in the cars behind us and the truck in front of us was spewing fumes. Carla leaned back and I could see her nipples poking at her tight T-shirt. “So if this guy makes you horny and hot, what do you do?”“Like I said, it depends on what he's doing and how many drinks I've had.”“Okay, so you've had a few drinks and he's got his hand under your skirt and he's rubbing your thigh, what would you do?”When she saw the bulge in my jeans, she smiled, then bit her lower lip.