Your head hasn't stopped spinning before my hand is shoving your skirt up, ripping the satin panties and shoving them in my pocket. Feeling the heat o... your barely moistened pussy against the brute force of my invading fingers pleases me.Grabbing your arm, I shove your toward the back of your car. Bending you over the trunk, I pin your hands behind your shoulders. Your breasts crush into the cold metal, this makes you gasp. When you start to inhale for what would surely be an ear-piercing. I noticed the time because I needed to get back home so I can get on with my dull boring life in the morning. But for some reason, something compelled me to stay. I wanted to see this man. See what he does. What his next move will be. Odly enough, 10 minutes into the whole ordeal his tongue was down her throat. I was in shock. My mouth dropped down, as I pretended not to stare. I watched him slowly get up, give a last kiss to her and grab her number as he headed out the door. With a. 'OK, good night then,' she said and left, closing the door.My heart started thumping. How much had she seen? Had her eyes become more accustomed to the dimness in the room as she stood there, and had my nakedness and erection gradually faded into vision as she peered at me? I tested the theory by standing at the door and looking toward where I was sitting - I could see almost every detail of the chair, so I assume she'd had a good look at my stiff penis.The thought of it just got me even more. My tongue moved to just below the head, circling underneath it as I held my lips open around it, breathing warm breath on him. “Mmmmm Dale, you feel so good in my mouth, I’ve wanted to do this since the moment I met you.” My left hand moved to the base of the shaft, and I wrapped my thumb and index finger around it, just above his balls. I didn’t stroke it yet, I just held them there, wrapped firmly around it, squeezing it every few seconds. My tongue began to lick down the length of his.