You? A good girl? Ha! It's road head time for Mr. Wood.

It's late in the afternoon and the sky is beginning to darken a little as the sun sinks towards the horizon. You sit quietly beside Mr. Wood, biding your time until he pulls up to a stoplight. You look across Mr. Wood to the car waiting for the light to change next to Mr. Wood's truck. The man driving the car looks over and smiles. You smile back and then lower your head to Mr. Wood's lap.

Mr. Wood practically jumps out of his seat, but you're too determined. You wrestle his zipper down and tug his soft cock out of his boxer shorts. The guy next to you honks his horn excitedly and you can hear his laughter even through the rolled-up window.

"I can't believe you, Joy," Mr. Wood sighs.

"Mmmm," you study his flaccid cock. "Can you believe this?"

You completely engulf his prick in your warm mouth and curl your tongue around his bulbous head. Your hand slides into the fly of his pants and wrap your fingers around his balls. You massage them gently as you suck hard on Mr. Wood's slowly petrifying pecker. It swells within your mouth until you are **** to slide your ovalled lips up to the top half.

"You're so bad," Mr. Wood chuckles.

Despite his half-hearted objections, Mr. Wood rests his hand on the back of your head and urges you on. The truck shakes and bounces in traffic, but your are careful to shield Mr. Wood's thick dick from your teeth. You use your tongue along the underside of his shaft, cradling it as you bob slowly up and down. It's a particularly wet blowjob. Your spit soaks his pubic hair and dampens his balls.

"Oh my word," Mr. Wood groans as he takes a turn. "You are going to make me wreck this truck."

"Mmmmmmm," you reply, your lips vibrating around his cock.

His cock grows so hard your sucking mouth easily up and down the first few inches. He's oozing salty-sweet precum across your tongue. You savor his taste and anticipate his explosion.

"Sweetie," Mr. Wood groans. "Oh, baby, I'm going to cum. You're going to make me cum."

"Mmmmmmmhmmmmm," you agree, squeezing his balls and feeling them tighten up in your grasp.

His dick bulges between your lips and he lifts up off the seat a little. Mr. Wood's prick twitches and he blasts the back of your throat with his scalding spunk. The hot tide of his cum in your mouth is delicious and you drink it down, gulp after gulp of the older man's jizz pouring into your mouth. You're impressed he can cum so much after how many times you've drained his balls in one day.

"Mmmmmmmm," you moan, his cock still spewing between your lips.

You swallow it all, and when he finishes and his cock begins to wilt you lick him clean. You dry him with a napkin from the glove box and zip him up just as you pull into your driveway.

As the headlights illuminate your garage door you look over and smile. You can still taste Mr. Wood's salty sperm on your lips. He smiles back, his face flushed red from his orgasm.

"Shall we go inside?" He suggests.

"Absolutely," you agree.

The two of you head towards your darkened house.