"I don't really want to cook and something tells me neither do you." Well then how about we stop and get some pizza on the way home?" hesuggested."Sou...ds good to me," I replied. Since becoming a girl my love for pizzahad diminished, but I still did enjoy some pizza from time to time.Stan made turned off of the highway and started to slow down at thestoplight when my entire world went black.I started to come to and knew something was wrong. The entire roomaround me was white and I couldn't. ” so on intentionally kept my hands on her waist, but before I could do any further move she took my hand and kept it on her breasts. Guys, that feeling is the best feeling when the girl takes the initiative and does something like this.Next day also the same thing happened. Even though that incident happened about 7 months before I still remember it was Friday and she was wearing a white suit and was looking stunning, it was morning time she came earlier than me and was sitting in the. My body was trembling from the nearness of my release, and I had to place my hands on the roof the car to steady myself.“Oh, shit, you’re going to make me come,” I said. “You want it?”“Um-hmm, um-hmm,” she hummed, rapidly fucking my prick with her mouth.A fat raindrop pinged the hardtop. Then another. I clenched my ass, then released, and began pumping my semen into her mouth. I watched her; she stopped moving, holding the head of my pulsing cock between her lips, her eyes closed and brow. Her giggly drunkenness was captivating him, and he couldn’t help himself from trying to be as close to her as possible. She quickly wrapped her arms around his shoulders and was grinding herself against him as the dance floor began to get crowded. He put his hands on her lower back, and she shimmied against him until they found where they wanted to be, cupping her ass. He pulled her closer, and her head grazed his shoulder as she playfully nibbled his ear. Ben felt his pants getting tight.