Gary……..what are you……. Shut up slut dont fucking talk till I tell you ok? Lift your skirt up round your waist I want to see your ass, thats i... bitch, ooh I like them knickers, take them off. Fiona hesitated momentarily then hooked her fingers in her knickers and peeled them down she let go and they dropped down round ankles. Gary bent down and tapped her calves urging her to step out of the knickers. Gary picked them up and stuffed them in his pocket, a souvenir of the occasion. Gary then. We sat and talked for about 15 mins when she said why don't we get out of the car, she didn't have to ask me twice. As we walked in front of the car she pushed me onto the bonnet, holding me down by the back of my head, she whispered in my ear don't move.... Then she started to grope my bulge, slowly unzipping my pants sliding them down till they were at my ankles. She began to stroke my cock and massage my balls, which had my cock throbbing I could feel myself getting harder and harder...... She then reached for a tube of lube that I didn't know she had and began to slather it onto my cock.She climbed on top of me and kissed me before turning around and facing my feet, she placed my cock at the entrance to her ass and started to lower herself onto it. With her facing away from me and propped up on a couple of pillows it was one of the most erotic sights I had ever seen. She pressed against me and moaned when my slick cock slid past her sphincter.The sight of her ass stretched. Skirt ke niche usne painty pahen rakhi thi…main kuchh der to painty ke uper se hi uske boor ko sahlata raha..phir dire se apna haath uske under daal diya…ooohhhhh swarg tha wahan..mujhe laga agar swarg kahi hai to yahi hai..itna maza mujhe pahle kabhi nahi aaya tha….gandi aadte sharir ko sukh pahuchati isiliye hum use chhor nahi pate ..khair to jaise hi maine haath uske boor pe rakha wo sihar gayee per wo meri taraf nahi dekhti thi na hi mai uski taraf ..hum shor me shamil the kalkar aa rahe.