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Bank Tellers Don't Tell
Date: 4/1/2016, Categories: Interracial Sex, Author: MFrederique, Rating: 90, Source: xHamster
Brian walked into the bank at 11:15. He saw that the tellers were busy, but the cute young black girl at the customer service desk looked bored. He sat in front of her, smiled, and said, "I'd like to transfer some money between accounts." She looked up and smiled back at him; her nameplate said Saundra. "I can help you with that, sir." Her smile exposed perfectly white and even teeth contrasted against her thick shapely lips that were coated in a subdued burgundy lipstick. He placed his account card on the desk and slid it to her. Brian studied her as she tapped away at the computer keyboard. A generous swath of eyeliner dramatized Saundra's jade green eyes and soft, thick lashes. She brushed her long, kinky hair away from her face several times as she typed. Brian could not help but thinking what those succulent lips would feel like wrapped around his dick. He found himself getting mildly aroused at the thought of having his way with this little hottie. He fantasized about waiting until the bank closed and then doing her right on the desk in full view of the locked glass door. The sweet contrast of a stodgy bank and him, a middle-aged, pale-assed mick, fucking a hot black chick made him hard. He watched as she typed. Her pale green blouse strained at the buttons over her breasts. As she got a slip of paper from the drawer, he could see her lovely brown flesh gap. Slight bulges at the sides indicated her tits overflowed her cups. She kept her arms spread ... between the keyboard and a printer. Finally, he looked up from her breasts into her face. Saundra smiled; she knew that he was staring, so she shifted her shoulders to give him a better view. Brian told her what he wanted done with his money. She completed the transactions and provided him with receipts. "Is there anything else I can do for you today, Mr. Doyle?" "Do you have safety deposit boxes here?" "Of course." "Could you show me where and how they're kept?" "Come this way." Saundra led him into the back and into the safety deposit box room. Brian followed, watching her healthy butt shimmy as she walked. He loved her long, tight skirt with the large slit to the knee and the tall, high-heeled boots she wore. She described the features, sizes and prices of the deposit boxes. "Also, we have private viewing rooms where you can examine the contents. Would you like me to show you?" “Please.” He followed her to a small room with a counter two chairs and a shredder. "Is there anything else I can show you?" Her voice was husky with desire. He thought for a moment, wondering if she meant what he thought and took a chance. "Yeah," he whispered, looking her in the eye, "your boobs." Saundra closed the door quietly, leaned against it, and unbuttoned her blouse. She smiled at him again, and pulled each hefty breast free from its bra of bondage. Brian approached, staring at her smooth pear shaped breasts as they hung, ...