Parking Lot Picnic

Sophia reached under her skirt and removed the vibrating dildo while Jay was putting her bag in the trunk.

Sophia smiled, her eyes locking onto his, as she slid onto the luxurious leather back seat. Her very wet pussy staring back at him as he stood outside her car door, "Perhaps you should have something to eat before we go, Jay"

r exposed body. He swallowed hard, his throat dry, as he tried to find his voice. "I-I'm not hungry, Professor," he stammered, his hands clenching and unclenching at his sides.

Sophia's lips curled into a knowing smile as she raised her gaze to meet Jay's. "I think you are," she said, her voice low and seductive as she got on her knees and her head dropped to the luxurious leather bench seat, her ass and pussy now staring directly at Jay as he stood outside her car door her hips rocking back and forth as she moved her body in a slow, sensual rhythm.

As Sophia's hips continued to rock back and forth, her movements became more deliberate, more provocative. Jay's eyes were transfixed on the sight before him, his gaze drinking in the curves of her body, the way her skin seemed to glow in the dim light of the evening. He felt his breath catch in his throat, his chest tightening with desire, as he struggled to maintain his composure.

Sophia's head was still bent, her face hidden from view, but Jay could sense her eyes on him, watching him, waiting for him to make his next move. He felt a shiver run down his spine as he realized he was completely at her mercy, that she was the one calling the shots.

He dropped to his knees on the pavement, his eyes never leaving Sophia's. He felt a rush of adrenaline as he lowered his head, his breath coming in short, shallow gasps.

"Pray to me, Jay. Worship at the altar of your desires" she ordered, her voice low and commanding.

As Jay's lips brushed against Sophia's skin, he felt a jolt of electricity run through his body. He began to kiss her thighs, his mouth tracing the curves of her legs, his tongue darting out to taste the salty sweetness of her skin. Sophia's hips arched upwards, her body undulating in a slow, sensual rhythm, as she encouraged Jay to continue his worship.