..he pushed my head with one hand and driving car with other..He forced me to deepthroat it all the way down until my lips reached his cold zipper/jea... button..I gasped for air...leaving his cock wet and sloppy, covered with my saliva..tears running down my cheeks...my make up running..It was a mess and i think i looked horrible, but thankfully it was dark in the evening..Then i told him to stop the car in a remote area in the woods, because i wanted him to fuck me outdoors by leaning me. I was embarrassed when I pulled down my pants and remembered my underwear. I left my arms dangling as I stepped out of the pants, my wrists crossed as my hands hid my crotch like a shy young girl."Oooh!" Erin clapped, "I was betting on boxers, and instead it's sexy-boy bikinis!"I was truly mortified. Like I was one of those boy-band sluts who modeled the damn things in magazine ads."When I was a boy, underpants were white. And then they started adding colors, which was cool. I need some new. For the first time she’d felt his love, his arms holding her carefully, his actions tender, kisses soft, and his whisper, “Ayasha,” had sent tremors through her. Climaxing together had felt wonderful; as if they were one body, souls joined. Hunter loved her. She had no doubt. None. Thank God. She couldn’t imagine living with her love for him not being reciprocated.Now, however, she could see his tension and it was different from the tension she’d seen in him before. His eyes were obsidian-dark. I do remember Jan moaning when I kissed her nipples a little with soft lip bites on both of them, even before kissing her rosy lips.I did not have time to love those man toys because she wiggled and wriggled in my arms and slid down quickly, kneeling on the carpet between my legs with both hands extended in worshipping mode and grabbed my sex machine. She only inspected the beauty for quenching the thirst of her eyes and then started flicking her tongue all around the head of my cock, even.