1. Defilement


    Date: 1/16/2016, Categories: Anal, Hardcore, Interracial Sex, Author: deggles, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    stories, she would have seen the piece of jagged metal lying in the road before it was too late. Alison's car lurched and the engine stopped almost immediately. The metal in the road had ripped open the oil pain on the blue convertible. Alison barely managed to get the car onto the side of the road before it came rolling to a halt. She switched off the ignition as she and Clare looked at each other. Of all the places for the car to break down, it had to be when the expressway passed through the worst part of town. Alison timidly got out of the car to take a quick look at the oil spill that marked the path that the car had traveled since it had hit the jagged metal bar. She got back in the car and locked the doors. Alison looked at Clare, smiled and said, "Don't worry, Nick gave me a cellular phone for just such emergencies." She pulled her phone from her purse and tried to turn it on. Her smile disappeared. "Of all the times to have a dead battery!" She cried as she shoved the phone back into her purse. Clare had left her phone back in Los Angeles. Now, she wished that she had brought it with her. A bus pulled over just a hundred feet or so ahead of them. A man in a gray uniform shirt and pants came back to their car. He was white, in his forties, had black hair and a friendly smile. Alison rolled down her window a couple of inches as he came around to the driver's side of her car. "Good evening, Ladies. I saw the oil in the road and noticed that you were out here alone. It's ...
    after two o'clock in the morning and you are not safe in this area. May I offer the two of you a lift?" Alison was reluctant to leave the safety of her car until he told her, "You realize that a convertible has a tent for a roof. It anyone wants inside, all they have to do is cut a hole in the top with a knife." Alison and Clare looked at each other for a few seconds before they both decided to take the nice man's offer. Alison got her purse and locked the doors of her car. They would call a tow truck as soon as they reached a telephone. The man, who introduced himself as Smithy, carried Clare's bags as they walked toward the bus. Just as they were about to board the bus, Alison noticed that it had the name of a professional basketball team painted on the side. She didn't think much about what the name indicated until she had boarded the bus and saw who the other occupants were. The bus was full of very famous basketball athletes. And, they were all black. Alison felt very uncomfortable. She would have turned around and left the bus if it weren't for the fact that she was worried that two women, alone on the expressway, at this time of night, may as well have a target painted on them. "Besides," she assured herself, "she and Clare could depend on Smithy for protection." Two of the players moved over to leave one seat next to each empty. Clare sat down next to one of the tall basketball players and smiled prettily at him. Alison meekly sat next to the other player. Smithy sat ...
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