Help him relax, we have time.

He smiles at you, he looks a little more relaxed, reassured by your words, “Thanks, Erin, I appreciate that.” You reach over and squeeze his neck, giving it a little massage. He rolls it, and something cracks, “Ohhh yeah, there it is.” He sighs with relief, hearing him moan, sends a shiver down your spine. “ That feel good?”, you ask with a smile.

Rolling his neck in your hands, “ohhhh yeah, thanks,” he says.

“Hey you’re so tense, let me help you relax” you reach across the center console and touch his leg, fingers lingering. His eyes snap wide when he realizes, “Seriously?”

Biting your lower lip, you nod, “yeah, come on, let me help you relax, just keep your eyes on the road .” You wiggle under his arms and position your head right above his crotch.

“Oh fuck yes,” he nearly growls. He is so excited, he’s already hard, you can see it bulge under his pants, as he frantically undoes his belt. You’re shocked at the sight of it, it’s at least 9inches, you wrap your hand around its base and your fingers barely touch. He is throbbing in your hand “Wow,” you muse in genuine awe, placing your lips on the tip of his cock, he slides into your mouth. He groans deeply, “ohohhh, Erin,” You don’t mind the taste of it, bobbing you cough a little, you relax your tongue and jaw. His dick is huge, but you’re making it work. There’s not a lot of room to get real creative, he’s breathing so hard, clearly getting close.

“Ohh….ughhhh, oh, oh fuck,” jerking with your hand and bobbing with your head, he cums. You furrow your brow as you suck his pulsing head, he could’ve warned you, because this taste you don’t care for. You think, swallowing, though you could get to love it.

“Ahhhh Erin, fuck, thank you,” Paul sounds grateful. You kiss the tip and grab a napkin from the center console, you dab the little spit/cum off your cheek and give the head of his dick a quick wipe. “You’re welcome, feel a little better?” Laughing, “You look more relaxed, huh.” you shake his dick a little playing with just a bit. Paul exhales, leaning back into the head rest, “Much better, that felt amazing, I wasn’t expecting that at all.” He caresses the side of your head and gives your neck a rub too, the sensation of his hand on your neck gives you alot of feelings. You wink, “What’s a blowjob between friends.” You laugh, trying to see if that risky joke lands.

“Haha,” he laughs, flashing an amused smile. He puts his softening dick (which still looks big) back in his pants, “Erin can you button my pants? My hands are busy.” He asks. “Sure.” You get him zipped up, a little disappointed you kinda wanted to play with it a little longer, so you give it a stroke, it pulses. What a cock, you smile, thinking to yourself.

He stares forward, focusing on the road for the time being. Sitting back, you adjust the seatbelt, your gaze wanders out of the window. Barely a woman for 24hours and you already sucked his dick, you absolutely know you’re going to fuck this weekend too, admitting it to yourself. Feels good to acknowledge it, hopefully you can wait until tonight.