Lance guides it expertly, with little apparent effort. The space in the tiny car is limited, placing them in close proximity, his fingers sometimes to...ching her hand or wrist as he manipulates the gears. While she still cannot identify it, she determines that the strong, pleasing male scent emanates from the man himself. Chastity finally thinks of something to say. ‘What kind of a car is this? I’ve never seen anything like it.’ Lance laughs. ‘It’s called a Bristol Blenheim. I saw one once, then. She fumbles with the keys, but then we are in. Our mouths meet, lips gliding over lips, then tongues meet sliding over each other, we share saliva. I explore her teeth and note that she had marmalade on her toast. I protrude my tongue and she sucks on it greedily, I nibble her lip gently, but still draw blood. We are naked, we stare in each other’s eyes, and our pupils are dilated. We groom each other running our fingers through each other hair and picking at imaginary bits of fluff. Our bodies. HE started to suck my cock again and as he was, his fingers zeroed in on my hole. They felt wet as he teased me. Finally slipping one in as he sucked my hard cock. I started getting to that point where I was going to explode and cum when he stoped sucking and focused on finger blasting my Virgin ass. He pushed me on to my side as he positioned himself behind me. Never pulling his now 3 fingers out of my wanting ass. THIS felt so good. I turned to look at him as I moan with acceptance. He. You follow my gaze."It's just because it a little cold in here," you tease.I'm wearing a t-shirt and shorts ... it's warm in your room.We sit on the couch, drink our beers and just talk. Most of the conversation is work related, discussing how the job went, what remains to be done when we get back to the office, etc. When the beers are finished I take your face in my hands and just look at you. Your hazel eyes, your blonde hair, your smiling mouth. I'm so lucky to have you. We start kissing and.