Pull over.

“Bernice, I’m really going to need to pull over,” Vinny said, his face flicking down to the unmistakable bulge in his pants.

Bernice’s eyes followed and widened in astonishment. She could see just how hard his cock must have been from the rigid tent that had formed. It must be so incredibly uncomfortable for Vincent.

“Oh, you poor thing! Let me help you with that,” Bernice comforted. “Pull over as soon as you can find a good place.”

Vinny hadn’t even had a chance to look for an off-ramp when Bernice was already crouched over his lap and was pulling at the front of his pants. He’d been unknowingly fortuitous in his choice of clothes that morning. His comfortable track pants meant that Bernice could easily free his member from its confines.

As Vinny flicked on the turn signal to change lanes he almost served sideways into another car. Bernice’s hot mouth had closed hungrily over the head of Vinny’s cock and began to suck it hard and heavy. Bernice was ravenous in the way she throated almost the full length of Vinny’s prick right away. Not stopping even when she could feel herself almost gagging taking all of him inside her throat.

“Oh shit!” Vinny moaned at the very welcomed sensations.

Bernice had been so very keen on him and wasn’t waiting for anything now that she had her chance with his body. With one hand on the wheel, Vinny pushed Bernice’s red head down onto his cock before reaching round to feel at her magnificent tits. He’d almost be satisfied just getting sucked off and receiving road head but Vinny knew Bernice would be a terrific fuck. Finding an exit was hard though and he didn’t want to blow his load before he even started.

After several long minutes of toe-curling pleasure that **** Vinny to think of anything other than Bernice trying to suck the seat covers up through his backside a blessed sign for a roadside stop opened up and Vinny near ran the road shoulder in his eagerness to get off. Gravel scattered as he braked heavily, pulling up fast. In the stopping bay there looked to be another half a dozen cars but Vinny was unable to see anyone around. They were in the clear thank God.

“Bernice. We’ve stopped,” Vinny said. He had to pull her face off him with an audible pop to get her to stop sucking his cock she’d been that involved.

Raising her head so that she could see over the dash, Bernice too saw that it appeared deserted. “I need your cock inside me so bad,” she groaned now able to have what she wanted for so long.

Vinny pushed the tracksuit the rest of the way off his hips as Bernice reached under the furrows of her dress. Her hands slid her damp panties quickly down her body. Bunching her dress up, Bernice quickly climbed across the centre console and down onto Vinny’s lap. He would have liked to have got a look at Bernice’s pussy but soon felt it as she quickly impaled herself on his shaft. Her hot, tight cunt gripped him all at once as she dropped her pussy down to Vinny’s balls.

“Fuck Bern!” Vinny grunted as the sex-starved woman began to ride him immediately.

With hard frenzied thrusts of her hips, Bernice fucked Vinny much more than he was. She was singularly focused on the feel of this cock that she’d been dreaming about for so long. A long last she got to feel Vinny stretching her out. Feel as his rigid, veiny cock grazed the hypersensitive inner surfaces of her womanhood. Bernice thought she could feel the added definition of Vinny’s prick bulbous crown each time it grazed tormentingly against her shuddering G-spot. She wouldn’t be able to control herself for long, but the agony was worth it.

Vinny could finally suck on Bernice’s beautiful udders as they were pressed firmly into his face. He held her hips to keep them locked together as she bucked and bounced on his lap. It was even better than he could hope for. The suspension on the car was rocking in time with Bernice’s actions. Vinny could hear the wet squelching coming from between them as they squirmed together. Bernice’s pussy was so unbelievably wet. He could smell her deep-seated arousal permeating the car.

Bernice came first which wasn’t surprising, she’d been dying to have Vinny inside her. Pushing her hips forward, Bernice cried as she climaxed. Her pussy switched from a succulent slip-n-slide to vice tight **** grip with a flick of a switch. Vinny grunted in ecstasy as Bernice’s suddenly became tighter than he’d believe. Leaning back Bernice pressed herself up against the car horn as she came. The loud beep of the trumpet echoed with her equally as vocal cries. Vinny was in a debauched haze of unbridled lust all through Bernice’s tumultuous orgasm. Hard as rock he allowed her to use him as she needed. His term was coming.

As her quakes’ subsided Vinny was ready to take control. “Come on, don’t stop!” Vinny commanded as Bernice panted mounted on him. “Fuck me!”

Blinking and shaking her head to refocus, Bernice collected her senses and quickly took up her task. “Vinny, baby, I want you to cum for me,” Bernice moaned as she started working her hips like a pogo stick.

“I’m close,” Vinny told her.

“Cum for me.”

“I’m going to cum.”

“Cum for me!”

“I’m going to cum!”

“Yes, baby! Cum inside me!”

“Cumming!”

Bernice didn’t move an inch as Vinny started to explode deep inside her pussy. She wanted his seed filling her. She wanted to carry Vinny about inside her for days afterwards. Her pussy milked and guided his splashing cum to enter and fill up inside it. Vinny’s cock throbbing powerfully as he delivered his essence. Bernice was exultant that she had finally captured her prize. Vinny was deeply contented with another incredibly successful encounter.

A knock at the window interrupted their glow.