Our tongues dueling for control of each other's. Her mouth tasted sweet as my tongue roved around touching the roof, her tongue, anything it could.I h...d one arm around her pulling her head to me and the other was rubbing and massaging one of her soft tits, pinching and pulling on one hard nipple. She had one hand running through my hair, just stoking, letting it comb through her fingers, her other hand was hard at work running up and down my cock with a firm stoke. Every time she does that as. ” I backed up to the wall and he lifted his cock and pushed it in my mouth. He began to fuck my face. Not all the way but deeply and selfishly with his arms pressed against the wall.I loved it. The size was such a turn on I had produced a puddle of precum in my trousers. My balls tingled and there seemed a chance I might cum. He pulled out and stepped back. “I don’t want to cum just yet. Its so easy to get carried away when I thrust in that deep.”He slowly masturbated as he stood there. I was. “You like that don’t you.” He says as he pulls my panties down, his hand rubbing my wet pussy. “Mmm, you know I do.” I respond with a moan. I grab his head as he continues to suck and bite on my nipple. I pull his head harder into my breasts, just wanting him to devour them to suck them harder and harder. I feel his finger slide inside my wet pussy and then another as I push my hips out to give him better access. “God, Mike that feels so good. Don’t stop.” I all but plead with him as my. ” He grabbed my shoulder and turned me around, lifting me off the ground without effort and sitting my on the hood of the car. He threw my legs over his shoulders and rapidly moved in close to my pulsing snatch. “No!” I yelled. I pinched his face with my legs. “Then say it!” “Say what?” I begged. “Say it or shut up!” he sternly demanded. He manipulated the skin mask to give his mouth room to work when I saw it, a scar along his bottom lip. Mark had told me about the scar, about the biking.