Drive to the reunion

"Well, Love. I've got a hotel room waiting for us at my family reunion. I have a feeling we aren't going to get out of it much this weekend," you say as you stroke her hair.

"Mmmm, that sounds grand. Let's go." Loretta sits up and opens the car door. She steps over you outside the car. You stuff your cock in your pants and zip up. You scoot over the gear shift and sit back in the driver's seat. The teen sits back in the seat next to you, slamming the door closed. She leans over, smiling, and kisses you. You start the car and put it in gear.

After you get back on the road, Loretta grabs your hand and puts it in her lap. You move her skirt out of the way and stroke her mound. She moans when you stick two fingers into her slippery pussy. You finger her for about an hour, and she has many loud orgasms. Your fingers are slick with your own spunk and her lubrication. She grabs your hand and licks it off. You have serious trouble driving straight.

Then she moves your hand to the steering wheel and unzips your pants. She wanks you until you're stiff, and then lowers her head into your lap. She plays and sucks you for another hour, keeping you hard and interested, sucking and stroking, but never letting you cum. Just as you pull into the parking lot of the hotel, she speeds up until you shoot jism down her throat. You pull in next to the lobby, gasping for breath. She deftly puts you back in your pants and zips you. How did you ever get this lucky?

The two of you go to the front desk, Loretta hanging on your arm as you check in. She has the satisfied look of someone who has just been fucked. The male hotel clerk has a hard time keeping his eyes off of her, and she doesn't help, flirting with him a little. You get your room key and carry the bags up to the room. Loretta opens the door with the keycard, and you both walk in, closing the door behind you.