It was already big and hard with a nice pink mushroom head. "Like mine?"I nodded. "Want to suck it?" People will see." No one will see...cum on...plea...e...suck it...I know this is your fantasy."After looking around making sure there were no cars too close to us, I bent down and put my mouth around his dick. Here I was, my head in his lap as he was driving, my lips tight around his cock...I stroked his cock up and down with my mouth, sucking and blowing on it, squeezing it, I even used my hands. The passion-inspired blonde slaved below, her body glistening from tiny droplets of lust-sweat. The pressure grew and grew in Carl's balls, and he ground his loins up hard against her face, not thinking about fucking the luscious young mother of Eddie Granger any more, but only about the beautiful hot bitch blowing him so wonderfully, the best in the world, the best ever. Harder and harder he rammed his cock up into her mouth, pumping his cock deep into her tightly locked throat like a wild. Lucy Voles answered.She was no longer nineteen. She was a woman of thirty-six. She was a little plumper than before, her thighs a little thicker, her breasts not quite so perky, but she still had that beautiful face, the perfect red hair and the heart-shaped ass. She was nineteen years older than him and Bryan didn’t care. To his amazement, Lucy stood in front of him with her textbook smirk, in a skimpy white top and a pair of daisy dukes shorts. “I thought you might like me in the same. It was as though nobody really knew what to say but clearly, we were all looking at each other but then the silence was broken by dad, “Does anybody want a drink?” “Stay there Mr C, I’ll get the drinks with Jo”, Issabella said as she immediately sat up. Everybody wanted something cool to drink; it was so hot and humid. As Issabella took hold of my right wrist, to pull me up, I felt so sticky with perspiration, my thighs still weak from the energy sapping orgasm I’d experienced and thought I.