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Dominican Parking Attendant
by Teachmedeepthroat
I returned about two hours later and again the attendant was nowhere to be found. I waited for a minute, but my time was almost up with the car and I didn't want to be charged a late return fee so I decided to walk around the dark corner in hopes of finding the attendant. I found him staring at his phone and rubbing his impressive bulge. I stopped dead in my tracks and we caught eyes, my mouth agape. He stood up and began to walk towards me. My eyes were locked on his mound. It looked like his fly was about to burst. He asked "What do you want?" I stuttered out "Zipcar." He grabbed the keys out of my hand and began walking around the car. While standing at the open drivers door he pointed out that I had forgotten my water. I went in through the passenger door and as I retrieved the water I looked over and saw him rubbing his bulge. We locked eyes again.
He walked around the car and approached me in a dominant, confrontational way. He said "I want to show you something" and walked back around the dark corner to where i had found him. I followed without even thinking. I was obediently right behind him the whole way. Finally he stopped and turned around. Then he looked me deep in my eyes and nodded. I knew what it meant and I slowly dropped to my knees. He snickered, opened his top button, and began rubbing his crotch again. I reached out and my hands took the place of his. I shuttered as I began to rub the massive firm mound. I looked up to his eyes and submissively asked "may I?" He replied "Go ahead, puta." I unzipped his straining zipper carefully and then began to tug his pants down over his thick thighs while he stared me down.
Finally they were about half way down his thighs and his bikini briefs were fully exposed. His cock was protruding so far that his thick pubes were spilling out between the fabric and his legs. There was a large wet spot at the head. I began to suck it. He groaned and quietly said a few words I could not understand. He was getting even bigger. I finally pulled his briefs down the biggest hardest cock I'd ever seen sprang free. It bobbed in the air and I nearly came right there. His balls were enormous and covered in the most beautiful black hair. He ordered me to strip and I did, quickly. Then I got back on my knees on the cold concrete floor and began to worship this tree trunk of a cock. It was a struggle and I was loving every minute of it. He began to thrust forward while I sucked him and would smile when I gagged.
Then he said "You going to let me in that ass, puta." It wasn't really a request. It sounded like a command. I shook my head and moaned yes as I continued to worship his powerful manhood. He pulled his cock away and said "Lube, left pocket." His pants were down around this ankles and I dug into the pocket and retrieved the lube. He grabbed me by the arm, pulled me up off my knees, and spun me around all in one motion. He held onto my arm, twisted behind me back and began smacking my butt and hole. He sat down in the chair and began to lube his giant cock while he ordered me to show him my pussy. I arched my back and spread my cheeks. He reached out and thumbed my pussy, then he forced more lube and a couple fingers in. I couldn't believe this was about to happen.
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