[ModelT-MsDollie]

GAME NINE-------Mo at the park. Late November 2011.

---Meeting Mo at the Big Box was not safe because of hidden cameras and shoppers in the parking lot. We decided to meet at a close by sports park.The small park is rarely busy through the week except when baseball games are played. There is a large parking lot and just the empty ball fields behind, if backed in. Mo was already there at the back of the parking lot. The front of his truck aiming toward the front of the lot. I backed in just ahead of his truck. I put down our tailgate and we stood there visiting. Our cooler with sodas and snacks was carefully placed at the very front corner of the truck bed.
---Dollie was ready to play. She had on a very tiny mini skirt and a button down blouse, mostly unbuttoned. As she got out of the truck she pulled the already short skirt up to her butt cheeks. She really isn’t fond of Mo because he is what she calls PUSHY like friend Dale. PUSHY as in they don’t hesitate to get with the games! Personally I like that. Don’t fool around when you know what you want and what you can do.
---I suppose Dollie expects foreplay. And the others do fondle her boobs and hug her for awhile before they go for the pussy. I tell Dollie they’re not gonna fuck you so get used to them being quick and to the point. That goes over like a lead balloon too! I also remind her to look at yourself, dressed so easy to get at. If you expect foreplay, keep your stuff covered up so they have to work to get to it.” Of course, it was me who trained her to dress to play years ago.
---Anyway, Mo was fondling Dollie’s tits in a short time and peeking under that micro mini. Wasn’t long before he was rubbing her sn*tch. Mo was hot and let us know he already had an erection. He told Dollie she’d better get up in that topper soon or he may have to masturbate himself. (If you read the other stories about Mo you will know he likes that) Dollie giggled and crawled into the truck bed. I asked her to pass the cooler out before any games were played. I sat it on the ground under the tailgate. Since we were alone, Dollie remained with her knees on the tailgate, in easy reach. As many times as I see her pussy that way, I still stare. As Dollie lay her head down, Mo began rubbing her pussy, then masturbating her. She was moanin and telling Mo how great it felt.
(Standard procedure I’d taught Dollie, whether it was true or not.)
---Maybe five minutes later a city police car came down the road. Dollie turned around, pulled her skirt down, sat on the tailgate, put a beach towel over her legs, as he turned in. I grabbed the cooler, handed out sodas and sandwiches. As we stood there eating, the cop circled around us and waved. We said hi, waved back, and he left. Glad we had the cooler handy. Made this look better.
--- We finished our lunch and Mo began playing with Dollie again. This time she lay on her back on the truck bed as Mo fondled her tits and masturbated her some more. When he complained about her pussy being too tight, Dollie put her feet up and bent her knees like a frog. This opened it up and made her pussy more visible. I have no idea how long we took turns fondling her boobs and finger-fucking Dollie. She was lovin it!
---Mo, like Dale, needed masturbated himself. He began talking about his hard-on and needing it stroked. This was not the place for this, unless he got into the truck topper too. After some discussion, Mo parked his truck about 4 or 5 feet away from and beside mine. He opened both of our truck doors to create a shield. That worked.
Mo pulled his 6” hard prick out and began wiggling it. He asked Dollie to work on it. With a little coaxing she began stroking it. Just like the last time, Mo was soon dripping semen and then squirting. But Dollie didn’t give up. She kept pumping it as Mo moaned. Dollie worked it till Mo stopped draining, even though he kept backing away.
Finally Mo couldn’t take it anymore. He grabbed his prick and pumped as fast as he could, making it squirt again. I still get my kicks watching Dollie have fun.
In a way, this wasn’t a Daleshot Candid Camera game. But everything happened except the surprise!