I slowly unbuckled my belt savoring the heavy aroma that lingered deep in my nostrils. Popping each button open on my jeans my cock bounced with each ...eartbeat of blood pumping through it. The precum leaking heavily from the tip I wiped it to the small sensitive underside of the head and began to circle it around with my finger. Pushing the panties back to my nose I inhaled a deep scent again. It had been so long since I had been with a woman and was beginning to question my sexuality as. He shook his head at the snow. Snow meant ice, and salt on the roads. He hated what that did to his vehicle’s underside. His eyes caught sight of a small red car, stopped at a light to let him go through, and for a second he thought it might be Tanya. But the thought passed as quickly as the fleeting glimpse of the car. Tanya was gone, most likely dead. No chance that she would be here. Not after eight years. Tanya had been William’s fiancé, a glowing chestnut girl with a soft laugh and a will. My hands automatically reached out to grasp the backs of my knees and I pulled, opening up myself even more. I could feel my cunt entrance gape my mass of red pussy hair framing my sloppy vagina, inviting in his cockhead, a very nice feeling of alluring sluttiness. I was doubled up like a paper clip, my thighs and buttocks stretched wide as a garage door. I was as cavernous as an airplane hangar yet I could feel his cockhead touch every millimetre of my vaginal opening. I was as anxious and. . I had the confidence to relax and enjoy, and toyed with idea of blasting my load there and then, shooting my semen in the back of your throat..... but given the circumstances thought it may be just too much for you, and pulled away. Encouraging you to lie back again I moved in beside you, lifting your leg over me I slid under for the classic 'starfish' position.. taking your hand I put it on my cock again, now positioned right between your legs.Again you gently pumped it, but this time.