My nails dig into the shaft as I move my hand slowly up and down, teasing you, doing it hard enough to turn you on but not as hard as I know you like ...t. As your frustration mounts, you push your fingers deeper inside me, rubbing my gspot hard, making me gasp with pleasure and give in to what I know you want. My hand moves faster, nails digging right in. I slip a couple of fingers up inside me too for a second and then gently rub my cum over the tip of your cock whilst still wanking you. My God..My cock was half in its size and thin where as it was too big and strong and stood like iron rod.Till upto one minute I want to fuck him and on seeing his cock I changed my mind.I said to him ,it was nearly 8.00pm and I had to go hotel to had my dinner so let us leave this place immediately and I my self dressed and came from that place.He too came outside and both moved upto hotel and with his permission I went inside to take my dinner.I couldnot able to get sleep that night. Only his. "Kev, that's not a good idea. The engine will last a lot longer if you treat it right, and that means not punching the gas when you first start it. Give the oil a chance to start circulating first."Looking like a kid caught with his hand in the cookie jar, he shut it off, jumped out and popped the hood to distract me. The engine looked to be in good shape, no obvious oil leaks, and the battery seemed almost new. I pulled the dipstick and saw the oil was fresh. Looked like my brother had himself. I think she was pondering how to answer or maybe formulating an escape plan. When she opened her mouth and was finally about to say something I cut her off… Whew that was a dinner, did you like the nachos? I said changing the subject, at least trying to. She didnt bite. I almost said just kidding but I decided that the truth felt good to let out. She scrunched her face a little and let out a WHAT THE HELL!?! no you dont get to not explain! When I played deaf for a couple of seconds she almost.