Soft lips, surprisingly soft, kissing and nuzzling the nape of her neck, his cock pressing against her ass. She pushed her hips back into him, her bod... betraying her sudden want and masking her confusion. She reached back, grasping his cock and guiding it to her most secret place. “Oh, fuck, Ash…” and then he was in her, forcing her pussy walls open, plunging into her, her breasts, still in their black lace bra, rubbing against the carpet of the bench. Her mind was a fuzzy mess now, swimming in. I rose for a while to just look at her face; her eyes were yet shut and pleasure written on her face. Her happy face increased my enthusiasm to make her happier.I went on sucking her nipple and some time tried to suck the whole boob, creating vacuum in my mouth, her nipple use to touch my throat at that time. I also continued giving thrusts slowly but in rhythm. She also started building pressure; her body was sending such signals. I started sucking another nipple and started caressing the wet. She must have noticed Bruno was being neglected, because as I was feeling her up, she went to work on my cock, rubbing it through my pants. I was rock hard and trying to get comfortable, in just seconds. I was about to have the driver find a secluded spot, when he exited on to Charleston, and we were soon in a Wal-Mart parking lot. “Could I pretty please, with lots of sugar on top, have a few hundred dollars?” she asked in voice syrupy enough to put on pounds. I raised my eyebrows, but Bruno. Just before the food got there, she got up to “freshen up.” She came back with the food on the table and another drink. She must have stopped by the bar. She sat down and started to just devour her dinner and I couldn’t take my eyes off her. Her nipples were still poking out and she just looked sexy as hell. As she finished, she looked up and asked if I would like dessert. All I could think of was getting home and getting her in bed. To hell with dessert. When I said no, she said she had a.