Pick up Sarah from the Mall

Mark waited inside his car in the parking lot of the popular Mall on Ponsford street.

A few minutes after waiting, he saw the red-headed girl that he was about to pick up.

She was walking towards him in tight black yoga pants and a white female tank top that exposed plenty of cleavage.

This girl was the definition of busty. Mark wondered if he could concentrate on driving home while she sat besides him with her tits out.

“Thanks Mark, I appreciate this,” she said opening up the car door.

“No problem Sarah, sorry the car is a little bit of a mess,” he replied, subconscious of the messy car.

Mark began driving off home, it wasn’t the longest drive but it would take a little longer due to the peak hour traffic. This meant, more time with Sarah in an enclosed space.

“You mind if I put the aircon up higher in heat, it sure is hot,” she said, fanning herself with her hand.

“Uhh yeah go for it, of course,” he replied.

She smiled and began to fiddle around with the air conditioning.

Sarah sure had a feisty personality and a huge obsession with cock. It was all she thought about. Mark wondered whether she actually ever studied for her classes or if this whole experience was just about dick to her.

“So how have your classes been going?” she asked him, stretching her legs out and making herself comfortable.

“Yeah I mean, a little bit stressful, but I guess I’m doing alright so far,” he told her.

“Stressed?” Sarah replied as if she was unfamiliar with the meaning of the word.

“Yeah, you know, it gets stressful,” he said.

Sarah chuckled at him, “If you’re stressed then you’ve been doing college wrong,”

Mark didn’t really understand that logic but he went along with her theory.

“Just look at yourself now, I can tell you’re stressing just sitting here in traffic,” she said, noticing his facial reactions.

“No I’m not, I just hate sitting in traffic,” Mark said defending himself.

It was true, he didn’t enjoy peak hour traffic, even if it was with a very hot busty slut.

“Don’t worry, I know exactly how to fix that,” said Sarah before she undid her seatbelt and moved her hands to Mark’s lap.

He was in a bit of shock by the sudden movement, “Wait wait what are you doing, you can’t take your seatbelt off,” he said.

Sarah looked up at him, smirking. She certainly wasn’t thinking about the safety of a seatbelt. The busty girl worked on his shorts, trying to tug them down to leave Mark’s naked ass on the seat. Mark would love to have this delight suck his cock, but aside from being the inappropriate location, he can't let her see the panties he wears.

“What are you doing Sarah?” he said again, shocked that she was getting his dick out. He tries to stop her, but Sarah's fucking thirst is huge. The inevitable happens and she sees that over the shorts she's ripped off are panties, rather than swim trunks or men's underwear.

"What the fuck is this Mark?!? Are you a fag?!?"