Repaying her debt

Greg slipped off his pants and shirt while Cindy recovered from her orgasm. Sitting in his boxers, he leaned in and kissed her again, while letting her hair down. Her long red hair went all the way down to her back. He moved his hand behind her head and guided her to his hardened cock. Cindy took the initiative and removed his boxers, and rubbed her face all along his crotch. She began pumping his dick with her hand, licking along the side of it and occasionally wrapping her red lips around the swollen head. The taste of pre-cum entered her mouth as she slowly worked his cock.

Greg sat back, admiring the sight of her red hair bobbing up and down in his lap. She sucked him for five minutes before Greg had had enough; he got her up, kissed her again and held her down on the backseat as he slipped inside of her. Slowly pumping, he plunged into her tender vagina again and again. While not very tight, she certainly knew how to push his buttons. Bracing herself with Greg's arms, she gyrated with each one of his thrusts, maximizing the pleasure.

He was now all the way inside of her. He could feel her skin rubbing up against his balls with each thrust. A mischevious image of a cum covered waitress skating away flooded his mind as he felt his orgasm building. Cindy began almost screaming with pleasure, ready to cum yet again.

Greg held out for another 30 seconds, enough to get Cindy off again before pulling out and moving to her face. She took the length into her mouth, and Greg started shaking, leaning back and smacking into the passenger side seat. His cum sprayed out, first landing on the bridge of her nose, the other landing right on her smeared red lips. A dribble fell down to her stomach.

He waited a moment to catch his breath before bursting out in a fit of laughter as Cindy was getting dressed. Her face was a total mess. She got out and donned her skates again and left, her lips covered in smeared lipstick and dried cum.