To suck his cock here in the parking lot

Sliding his hand up your skirt and starting to rub two fingers against your crotch, Vin murmurs encouragement to you as you unbuckle his pants and give his boxers a yank, letting his 'stick-shift' bounce free. He was just average length but he felt nice and thick when you closed your hand delicately on the shaft and started rubbing the head with your thumb.

"Yeah, yeah..." he breathes excitedly, tensing with excitement as you jerk him. "Oh man. You're the nicest honey I've met in I don't know how fuckin long. I can feel you getting wet... I want to do everything to you, baby."
Still stroking him with your hand, you lean over and give him another quick, teasing kiss. "Uhm, everything isn't a very specific answer, mister!" you say in a silly voice.

"C'mon, baby, can't you see what I want?"

Undeterred, you wag your finger in his face, still teasing him. "You should use, like, more precise diction. I don't know if you've ever read the statistics, but over 50% of adults have had sex in a car, and OF that 50%, rounding to the nearest five, about 80% had oral sex, 70% had intercourse, and 5% had anal."

"But that adds up to about a hundred and fif-" Vin looks confused and sexually frustrated for a moment. "What the hell, are you giving me math test questions? I can't think about that shit right now!"

Both you and he seemed to simultaneously realize that you were in danger of spoiling the mood. You speak fist and shrug your shoulders together, giggling, and take one of his hands and move it over to your chest. "Oh, I'm sorry, I was just... I'd memorized that one as an icebreaker at parties, and it seemed to fit the situation so I just, pfftheheee, blurted it out there! Are you sure we shouldn't go ahead and go get the, uh, fuses and then go back to your dorm or something?"

Vin looked mortified at that and shook his head forcefully. "No, no! Come on girl, getting it on in the driver's seat is on my bucket list! An actual list! Please, I'm begging you - let me feel your lips on it." Committing himself, he yanks your undies down to below your knees. You pull one foot out and leave your shorties dangling from one ankle, giving him free access to your Brazilian-waxed pubic area, sliding his finger in to tickle your retracted vulva. That takes your mind off of small talk and makes you let out a lusty moan.

Bending over, you tickle the tip of his shaft with your tongue before noisily, awkwardly shoving it into your whole mouth.

"Oh," you say in a quibbling little voice, hovering your mouth over the straining head of his cock, "and, pfffft, just for the record, I'm not gonna let you do 'everything'. There's one thing in that list of sex statistics that you're not getting. And I don't swallow either, so you'd better warn me when you're getting close." you saw, giving a proud little huff while slapping his wet dickhead against your cheek.