Step out of the car

Once he was in Park, Cheryl leaned over and kissed him, putting her arms around his neck. Hillman poked his tongue through her lips, and she sucked it into her mouth. Their kiss was hot and sensual, their tongues entwining like two lusty snakes. He could taste the remnants of his cum on her lips, salty and viscous.

"Mmmmm," was all she said, as her hand dropped to his lap and rubbed at his painfully hard penis. Hillman moaned into her mouth. He reached out for the glorious tits she had and fondled them through her blouse. She wasn't wearing a bra, and he could feel her sharp nipples under the softness. He tweaked them gently, making her moan louder in his mouth.

He broke the kiss and said, "We'll be more comfortable out of the car." Cheryl giggled and winked at him. This ball was the answer to his dreams. How else could he have the head cheerleader kissing and molesting him, willing for him to do anything to her?

They both opened their doors and hopped out. They met at the grille of the car and melted into a hot embrace.