“Hmm. Make you a deal. You can suck me off, but only if I can have your pussy for a snack whenever I get hungry, which shouldn’t be more than, oh ...ay, eight, ten, thirty-five times a day! We got a deal?”, he lightly growled at her with growing lust at the memory of her sex pressed against his mouth.“Fuck off! If you think I’m capable of squirting that much, I’ve got some bad news for you! Christ, if you eat me like that every time, I’ll be Jell-O before lunch! I love cumming for you, but your. He took my hand and brought it down to my cock. It felt as hard and as hot as a poker that had been left in a fire. He moved my hand up and then down and then repeated it once again. He lifted his hand and whispered, "Don't stop."My hand went up and down my cock and I looked at him as he watched me stroking myself. I reached to touch him, but he moved my hand away. I touched the precum that had pooled on my tummy and he drew my hand up and I slid two wet fingers into my mouth. The taste was. She smiles and looks around before pulling her hand out and licks the moisture from her fingers.The traffic has lightened up so she starts her car, pulls out of the parking lot, and heads for home.It is a forty-minute drive, and as she gets outside of town, her mind drifts back to the story.She imagines that nice hard cock inside her. It has been too long since they were able to meet and she needed him.As she drives on, her hand finds its way back to her crotch, rubbing harder and harder. She. . . . . . .oh!! Yes!!" I thrust all of my thick dick inside her, clutching her her hips hard. The moonlight sprinkled through the trees and played shadows on her bare ass. She was coming in a matter of second, arching her back and screwing her cunt up against me. I continued to fuck her in a steady rhythm when she reached behind her ass and grabbed my dick, pulling it out. I almost died.She turned her head to look at me and said quietly, "Do you want to try something new?" Her breath was ragged.