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But she still steals peaks at you.“How did you like that beach?” you ask, trying to make friendly conversation.“It was nice. Big… rough… wet… salty… Mmm, so delicious…” Sarah is staring at your cock again. She’s always been kind of a conservative girl; it took you two months of dating before your first kiss and a year and a half before you first had sex, and even now she’s normally a bit reserved about the topic.“You feeling okay?” you ask. “We’ll be back at the hotel real soon, hon. We’ll have a nice dinner and”

Suddenly, Sarah unbuckles her seat belt and jumps into your lap despite the cramped cab. The driver yells something at you in Spanish, but Sarah pays no heed as she seizes your cock and begins to pulse her own crotch against it, moaning. The pleasure is immense, but you don’t want to be seen doing this in public. You struggle to push her off of you. Finally, Sarah gives in and sits back in her seat, topless once more, her breasts heaving up and down as she gasps for breath. She still stares at your cock through your swimming trunks.

You’re fully erect and trying to **** it down before you have to exit the cab.“Sarah? Are you sure you’re okay? Your chest…” “Sorry babe. I just got carried away,” Sarah apologies. “I want you so bad. You have no idea. I feel like total slut… I’m sooo fucking horny...”