I watched as her chest moved with each breath she took she took a sip of wine and then she took her index finger and dips it in the glass then takes i... out and moves it to her right nipple tracing it. I watch as her nipple started to get hard as she was playing with it. Then she repeated it to the other nipple. As I sat there my dick started to tingle and was rising and as I was watching her I copped her actions encircling each one of mine as she had done hers (mmmhmmm this might not be so bad. She had been doing an alright job, but it certainly wasn't anything special. And it certainly wasn't the type of blowjob I wanted from her. "Jesus, Jim was right. You give a fucking awful blowjob. Where in the hell did you ever learn to suck a cock like that? You'll never please a man with crappy techniques like that." I know I was laying it on kind of thick, but I wanted the words to hurt. Lord knows, she had caused me enough grief already.Tears began to well up in her eyes again, but she. I pulled my eyes away and drove. I reached for the climate controls.“Here,” I said, “let me turn the heat up. You must be freezing.” She didn’t say anything, but I noticed she put her hands up to the vents to capture the heat that was now streaming from them. We drove on in silence for a long time, the interior eventually warming up to enough of a comfortable level that she returned to clutching her backpack again.She seemed very nervous and I wasn’t entirely oblivious as to why. She did,. She absolutely loved it when a man spoke dirty to her. She loved having a guy inside her, sliding in and out of her and telling her how much he enjoyed fucking her, dirty talk done right could make her cum again and again. "A long time." She managed to whisper. That was all he needed to hear, he pulled her close for a kiss, tasting the remains of her lipstick, then roughly spun her around and bent her over the front of her car. Jacking up her skirt, he ripped off her underwear in one almighty.