Barry takes her hand

Without thinking Barry reached out and took her gently by the wrist, pulling her hand into the car and placing it on his cock. She squeezed immediately and started to stroke him. Her hand was small and warm.

"Do you like that?" he asked.

"Y-yes," she said nervously. "Do you?"

"God yes."

"I wanna see you cum," she said. "Are you almost there?"

"Almost," Barry said.

He in fact was. Getting a handjob from some strange, barely legal girl with a smoking hot ass in the mall parking lot was about more than he could take. Especially considering it had been years since anyone other than himself had jerked him off.

She jerker him harder and faster, causing him to moan.

"I'm gonna cum!"

A moment later he exploded, shooting cum all over the steering wheel, the dash, his pants and her hand. She kept stroking him until she'd milked him dry, then held up her cum covered hand and stared at it.

"That was hot," she said, then licked his cum from her fingers. "I never do this, but I have an apartment downtown by the college, if you'd like to...you know, keep things going."