Unintended SW Pickup
I know we don't do Street Walker reports. And, I really didn't know what to do with this story. // 2pm Today: Stopped to get gas at the 76 station at Westminster and Harbor. I pulled up to the inside pump island, and immediately I notice a tall slender DDG black woman (late 30's-ish) making a call at the payphone. She catches my eye in her tight short black dress and sizable tits, and tall boots. She isn't wearing anything else underneath, because there aren't any lines in that dress. (It was pretty thin.) She is stirring some activity, and as I am pumping the gas she walks right up...and asks if she can get in. (Oh shit, I am in trouble!!) "Sure" I say, all cool and collected. She hops in the truck as I finish. I jump in and off we go. Conversation goes pretty much like this... "I know what you're up to," I say. "You need a ride, don't you?" She says she actually does. She has been out all night (remember, it's 2pm) and she wants to get home. "Where's home?" Long Beach. "I guess I can take you to Long Beach," and we head for the 22 on-ramp. "What's your name?" Her: "Samantha." Me: "Well, Samantha, you sure were making a scene back there. Why did you choose my truck to jump into?" Her: "You were looking at me." Me: "Yes, I was. Everyone was looking at you. Where is your car?" Her: "Broke down." I start down the 22 and she positions against the door a bit sideways and starts playing with herself for me to enjoy. I reach over and start rubbing her pussy too. Then, she takes my finger and putts it inside her. I'm banging away with my right hand while making the transition to the 405. She says she hasn't fucked since 6am??!!! "And you have been out all day, too?" Her: "I had to walk from Buena Park to get to my car, and found it won't start. Now I can't find anyone to get me home. I was going to take a taxi until you came along. And you're a much better looking taxi driver." blah! blah! blah! "Do you want a blow job." Me: "Definitely." So, Samantha crawls over the console and starts sucking my dick (BBBJ). About the 605, I am about to nut. It was weird. I had to slow down for the ramp as I came. By the time I hit Katella, she is cleaning up her lips. She took it all and did it without causing an accident. We exit 91 and Downey. She lives just a block off the freeway. When we pull up to a rather nice duplex, she asks if I want to come in. She was very cool. But I just wasn't cool going into her place. I was shocked she didn't want me to drop her off on Artesia, so she could walk home, so I wouldn't know where she lives. // Just a little adventure I wanted to share!
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