Her flesh was so soft and smooth, felt like my fingers were caressing a melting butter cube, caressing all over her inner and outer thighs then I slow...y and gently started kissing and licking her on her highs and kept going up, and over her abdomen and reaching over her belly and nelly button, gently caressing it with my finger tips and gently blowing air over her belly button and licking it with the tip of my tongue and kept moving the gown further up and kept kissing licking and caressing at. It was surprisingly spacious inside once I moved the seat back. As the seatbelt clicked, Kimber took off with a squeal of rubber throwing me back in the seat.“I’m taking you downtown. There’s an art gallery off Hazelton Lanes with an exhibit of a painter I want to see.”She tore down the wealthy residential road and came to a sharp stop. The tires burned rubber when she made a right turn.“This’ll be fun,” she announced with a smile. “With you being with me I won’t be hit on.”Gripping the door. I was fingering her very hard and sucking at the same time. Disha left out a loud moan and cum on my fingers. All the juice came out of her pussy. I put my finger in her mouth and she sucked it good.Disha pushed me on her side and again got down to my dick. I rested my back on the headboard and was watching her playing with my dick. She got between my legs. Her back making a perfect curve, flaunting her ass up in the air. She looked at me and licked my dick from my balls to my dickhead.Disha:. "Sorry ladies, no gas... ain't had none in a week. Supposed to get a truck in tomorrow or the next day." Figured the Roadster had GPS... yup, I was right. Weren't lost, so they were runnin'."You're kidding, right? No gas? How the fuck are we supposed to get out of here?"She was blond, a neck that pulled your eyes to her tits and her voice was 'gimme' nails on an 'I-want-it-now' chalkboard. Her feet stomped the ground like a bull announcin' it was runnin' time."Allie, if there's no gas, there's.