A little show...

{if Formation = 1
}Beth couldn't quite believe herself as she {else
}Beth's pulse began to pound as she {endif
}led Dwight of towards the bathrooms at the corner of the park. Some of the other guys shouted things she couldn't quite make out, thought her face was red from what she imagined they were saying. When she pushed Dwight into the men's room and locked the door behind them, he spun to face her, a look of slight panic on his face.
"Girl, are you nuts?" he looked around, and when he was satisfied that the bathroom was empty. "What's your game?"
Beth smiled, pushing open a stall and pressing him down onto the closed toilet. {if Career = 5
}"Did I ever tell you I was a dancer?" she started gyrating her hips, and her hands climbed up her ribcage toward the hem of her sports bra.
"No..." {else
}"I'm giving you your reward for winning..." she smiled, bring her fingers up from her waist to play with the hem of her sports bra.
{if Formation = 1
}Her fingers trembled, and she could feel her heart pounding. What are you doing?!?!{endif
} Dwight swallowed, and began to smile. {endif
}He seemed to understand that she wanted to give him a little show. "You're crazy..."
"Come on... you can't deny that you want to see these..." she plumped her tits, and he smiled wider. "I see you staring..."
"Can you blame me? You're a fine looking woman, baby..." he reached out to put his hands on her hips, and she took a deep breath. {if Formation = 1} This is crazy... Am I really doing this? {else
}Here goes nothing...{endif
}
She pulled the bra up slowly, carrying her tits with it until they could rise no further. Her round fun bags dropped as her bra went over the top, and then over her head. She hung it from the hook on the back of the stall door, and held her tits in each hand while Dwight licked his lips an pulled her close.
"Gorgeous, baby. Perfect titties..." he leaned forward, and Beth gasped when he popped one of her erect nipples into his mouth. He suckled for a few seconds, reaching up to put his hands over hers.
"I... I want..." Beth had trouble talking.
"What do you want, baby?" he said softly.
"Drop your shorts... I want to see that black cock." {if Formation = 1
}The lewd phrasing felt strange on her lips, but it was truth. She knew what she wanted... "I've...I've never...not in real life..." she blushed.
"Well that's a crime..." {endif
}Dwight leaned back, lifting off the toilet to slide his shorts and briefs to his knees. His big black cock popped out unceremoniously. {if Formation = 1
}Beth gave a little gasp. It was big, to be sure. Not as cartoonishly big as some of the cocks in pornos she'd seen, but big enough for her to stare. {else
}Beth stared in admiration. She'd fucked black guys before, but Dwight was bigger and thicker, not to mention more toned and muscular. He wasn't porno big, but most men weren't. Not even black guys. {endif
}"You like?"
All she could do was nod fervently.
"I think you should come down here...put those beautiful things around it..."

Beth had no objections. She spit on his beautiful, dark shaft and began to rub her tits around it. Between her saliva and the sweat both of them had worked up, it was easy work pumping her tits around his cock.