Jenny on the Block

Jenny knocked on Douglas's door. She'd been observing this for a week -- it was a pattern now, a ritual.

"Where are we going?" Douglas asked as she pulled him out to her car.

"You'll see," she said. She drove them down to just off MLK, and then across the street from Jack's tent. They watched for half an hour, in silence, until Faith came down the street, opening up Jack's tent. A few minutes later, Jack's legs pushed out, and they could watch Faith's big ass riding him. Douglas watched them, bug eyed. Finally, he tugged out his small white cock, starting to jerk off in Jenny's car.

"You fucking pervert," Jenny said, smirking a little. "Jerking off watching my fat cow of a sister ride some other dude's dick. That's what you like?" Douglas grunted, jerking furiously as Faith's ass rode Jack. They were rutting hard, and while some people watched for a moment or two, no one was really protesting it. It was a side alley, but still ... Jenny handed him a wad of napkins.

"Cum in that, pervert," she said. Douglas did so, shooting his thick, rich cum into the napkins. Jenny wrinkled her nose, and then thought for a long moment.

"You know, if you really want to watch a Goddess in action ... bring a grand with you next time you dance, and I'll put on a show with the guy I please."