Her Heavenly Hand

"I'd like it if you touched me, Mrs. Darling," I whispered, almost inaudibly. I was close to cumming anyway, watching her full lips move as she spoke, and watching her play her tight body like an instrument.

"I was hoping you'd say that," she said. She scooted back and leaned over the partition between the seats, reaching for my cock. I took my hand off and felt her warm fingers, still wet from her cunt, wrap around me. Her hand slowly moved up and down my cock as her other hand played with her breast for me. "Do you want to come for me?" she breathed.

"Yes, Mrs, Darling." I leaned my head back as she stroked me, her hand warm and soft.

"Good. Are you thinking about my mouth? About my lips on your cock?" She licked her lips and her index finger slid in and out of her mouth as if she were sucking it off. I nodded. "Are you thinking about my gorgeous tits?" she asked, her hand sliding down to cup her large breast again, catching her protruding brown nipple between her fingers. "Are you thinking about your stiff dick between them? Maybe covering them in your jism?" I nodded again. "Or maybe...," her hand slid down under her panties to start massaging her cunt again. "Maybe you are imagining your cock inside me, inside your teacher, pumping in and out...?" Her hand stroked my cock faster with each question, her fingers working magic on my shaft. Now she was fisting me furiously and I felt my orgasm begin. "Oh yes... Good. Good. Come for me!" she said, her voice low and breathy. My head went back and my eyes closed tight as my balls contracted, spurting my come onto her warm hand. She continued to move her hand slowly up and down my come-covered shaft, the pearly cream dripping over her hand. Her eyes were locked on my dick and her face was flushed with heat. Mrs. Darling's delicious, full lips were open slightly, almost panting. She milked each last drop out of me before slowly unwrapping her fist from my cock.

She was looking me in the eyes and her dark eyes were filled with an inner light as her one hand continued to work her pussy, diving in and out now. Her other hand, covered in my cream, went to her high, firm tits, rubbing the juice into her skin and nipples as she finger-fucked herself. Her head went back and she cried out as she came, her tits glistening with my come.

"MMm, yes, that was just what I needed," she sighed. Leaning back, hand still idly playing with her pussy.

We both rested for a moment, enjoying the sound of the rain against the car.

Finally, tucked my penis back into my shorts.

"Mrs. Darling, do you think you could drive me home now?" I asked.

"Of course," she said. We took a few moments to put together. As she drove me home, asking me for directions as we went, she kept looking over at me and sighing. If I looked back she would smile.

We pulled up in front of the long driveway to my house.

"Thanks Mrs. Darling!" I said, jumping out of the car and grabbing my rucksack.

"We have to do this again sometime," she replied.

"OK!"

I closed the door and the audi roared away.