.. then before I could think the next thought....My now husband exploded in my mouth....I guess all the excitement got to him also. I was a bit caught...by surprise and when I pull back a large spurt landed on my cheek. I quickly tried to get it all in my mouth...With a mouth full of cum I stood back up in my seat and looked up at the truck driver .....I slowly pulled my shirt up squeezed my tits together and while I looked at him I let the cum drip out of my mouth and onto my breasts and. It was late and very dark, but there were still people in the restaurant and the parking lot was well lit for security. Mr. Franklin stopped me at the front of his car. He instructed me to strip to my stockings and heels. When I stood essentially naked in the parking lot, he asked for the two vibrators that had tormented me the entire evening so far. After handing them to him, he instructed me to lean back against the hood of his car facing the restaurant building … and masturbate to. "Oh, baby, I'm cumming so hard! Oh I wish you were deep inside me!" She knows he likes her talking a little dirty, especially while cumming, she also knows how crazy it makes him - which is precisely the point of this. If she was stroking, she's sure he'll cum from her words and hand - but alas she is merely holding his penis, squeezing with each wave crashing through her, letting him connect with her orgasm. He can feel himself getting closer to the edge, and can't help himself thrusting into. Gently she touched the backs of his balls. Paul now was lifted up enough that Amy easily could have pulled her books out from under him. However, the books were no longer the issue. Paul was nervous and excited at the same time. His bottom tingled in anticipation at the soft touches of Amy’s hand. She was tormenting him and he loved it. She began gently rubbing the belt on his unprotected bottom. Suddenly she stepped back, measured her distance, and delivered a cruel swat to both of Paul’s.