He seemed apprehensive, but who wouldn't in his position. I looked into his dreamy blue eyes as he started kissing me softly on the lips, then my neck and ears. My pussy was so wet I needed to shed my panties, now. Even standing she couldn't see anyone else in the car because Trevor was on his back, well out of her line of sight. If I never saw him again, I would have a night to remember and I was going to do my damnedest to make sure he didn't forget this night, either. Here was the golden opportunity for me to live out every fantasy I had ever had or ever hoped to have. We started chitchatting and I learned that he was married and wanting to explore his bisexual tendencies in an uncomplicated way.
I could explain it in one word. Then she slid her hand on top of my shorts up to my tip, massaging it. Sweat from her body was dripping onto mine, making me throb even harder inside her. She sank to her knees and looked up to him with a question in her eyes while peeling off her gloves. Our sex life had gotten pretty routine.
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I leaned in and held her so tight, our bodies were one as I let it release, squirting inside her. She leaned back into me as we humped each other faster and faster. My erection was clearly visible through my jeans as she drove past me on her way out of the parking lot. Dangerous as I came to think of him. His soft moans urged me on. We rocked back and forth, moaning and breath hard. Back of the Van My friends and I went to the beach last summer.
She slid her pants and underwear off and scooched over and sat on my prick. She was leaning against me when I felt her take her hand off my shoulder and slowly bring it down to my crotch. She started licking the head and slowly went up and down the shaft. Keeping one hand on the wheel, I began to massage her back, running my hand lower slowly, lifting her dress up past her ass. She couldn't keep her eyes of my cock as I hardened and softened.