It's your neighbor

As you see the car approaching through the windscreen you try to lower yourself as much as possible on the hood, but this seems to only give Mr. Crassle a better way to fully pound into your soaking pussy.

"Oh God" you gasp, with your cheek and your upper body now pressed against the hood, your open mouth can no longer hide the moans as he mercilessly keeps ramming his cock into you.

You can hear the car getting nearer and nearer, but all you are really paying attention to right now is your impending orgasm.

"Take It, you little slut" he grunts, as you feel the grip on your hips strengthen and his thrusts become more frantic.

The next thing you know is him pumping his load into your womb, while you milk his cock in the spasms of your orgasm.

Mr. Crassle collapses on you breathing heavily, his cock still buried into your slit. As his weight pin you down the hood, you manage to move your head up a little and give a quick look at the car you saw a few moments ago: apparently It's Dan, your neighbor, parking in his driveway.

The headlights of Mr. Crassle's car were off, so you just hope He didn't see you.