How do you reply?
“I’ve been thinking about your cock, too…”
The words slips out before you have a chance to think. He turns to you and smiles. You smile back.
“I bet you have, babygirl. Go ahead, don’t be shy.”
The invitation is enough. Your heart is pounding as you lean across the car and reach for his zipper. His cock pops out, already at full mast, slapping you in the face. It’s big. Bigger than you thought, and heavy. Your lips caress it, kissing up his considerable length toward the tip. It’s hard to fit in your mouth, but you manage.
“That’s a good girl… yes… keep it up, sweetheart, just like that.
His musk drives you wild as you bob on his cock, slobbering and ****. You plunge your fingers into your slit, **** for release, but just get more worked up. You know there’s only one thing that will let you finish, but then…
You try to push the thought from your mind, focusing on Mr. Smith’s pleasure.
