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Rufus gripped the girl’s booty as she rode him like a stallion. She felt him thrust into her wildly as he palmed her phat ass and sucked on her nipples. They both were sweating profusely in the warm truck, and with their warm breath and body heat started fogging up the windows. It became difficult to see in or out of the truck.

The young girl gyrated her thick hips into Rufus’s lap, her back arched as she sat perched on the dick. She moaned and bit down on her bottom lip as Rufus fucked her like the thug he was. Her pussy almost had Rufus speaking in tongues.

“Fuck me!” she panted, her naked tits pressed against his chest.

Rufus felt himself about to cum and fucked her harder. He sucked on her nipples as if he were breastfeeding.

The truck wobbled from the intense sex inside. The guards laughed.

“Damn, Rufus is workin’ that ass,” one of them said.

“Lucky muthafucka right now,” the other replied.

The street was quiet and it seemed like everything was cool—so it seemed.