Home free

Though Connie moans and squeals and you can hear squishing noises that can only be her fingers pumping in and out of her sex, you manage to keep your eyes on the road and get out of town. Just as you hit 55, the wild redhead shrieks into a loud shivering orgasm. She wasn't fooling about needing only three minutes. Since you have straight road and no cars ahead, you look down at her and watch her jiggling chest and the mask of ecstasy on her face as she comes. You keep looking back every few seconds to make sure you're on the road and going the speed limit. You love this girl -- she's a firecracker.

"You can get up now, Connie. The coast is clear," you say, as she smiles languidly at you.

"How about if I stay down here and do this?" she asks as she unzips your fly. Then she digs your stiffy out, and purrs when she sees it sticking straight up. You gasp when she leans over and sucks the head. You look straight out the windshield, trying desperately to maintain control.

"Mmm, I taste pussy on you, you naughty boy. Is it Loretta?" she asks before resuming her blow job. You gasp louder when she takes you down to the root in one swift swallow. You are thankful you can keep the car running forward and keep your speed.

"Mmmm, this isn't Loretta's cunt. I'm really familiar with her flavor. This is fresh too!" she says and then bobs twice more up and down. "You fucked someone else!" She stops to think, takes your cock three more times, and then says, "Did you just fuck Val at the garage?"

She's guessed the truth.