I never will,” I promised him. I ran a hand along his length. He was hard and hot again, burning for me the same way I burned for him. I began to s...roke his cock, determined to jerk him off until he couldn’t handle it anymore. I could tell from his involuntary jerky humping into my palm that I was driving him mad with lust. Good.“Fuck me again, you know you want to. Fill my tight, warm pussy with your cum.”Frustrated, he pushed me hard enough to make me stumble, and something that was both. "Oh god, please don't do this to me Rachel," my voice crackling with fear. "Please Rachel... I've always been good to you. Don't... please don't do this to me... not here... pleaseeee."The woman, Mrs D, was still gripping my hand. She pulled me closer to her. "You've never licked a mature cunt have you lady? You like the young ones don't you. Not that I blame you. I like the young ones myself." Please, just let me go," I pleaded. I have to go home."Rachel's hand was cupping my swollen mound. With both my legs clasped together I hooked both my thumbs into my knickers and pulled them down to the floor in one go. As I bent at the waist I stepped out of them. Grabbing them with one hand I straightened, looked at the man, dropped them on the bonnet of his car and slowly bent over it. I was semi-upright with my hands on the bonnet when I closed my eyes. I just waited, eyes closed and praying that he would fuck me. My breathing was controlled, calm, and I just hoped he would not get in. She quickly returned to her knees and quickly enveloped his shaft again, this time bobbing over half of the shaft, the drool still spilling from her mouth, coating his balls. She pulled away again, strands of her saliva connecting her mouth with the cock she was quickly falling in love with. She played with the strings with her tongue before pushing down again, this time coming up just an inch short, feeling the head starting to work into her throat, then fell back again, coughing. Her tongue.