He stroked himself with his left hand, and a minute or so into it, I could taste traces of his semen, which provided me more motivation, as my efforts...increased, as I clamped my lips tightly around him as I worked my self up and down his iron hard shaft, with my head occasionally bumping the car’s steering wheel. When I was going steady, I could hear him sighing in approval, and feel his right hand find his way down the back of my pants, reaching between my legs, gently stroking my purple. " All right, would you like to go first again?" I asked, as we began removing our clothes."Yes, if that is all right. I will also quickly wash the clothes that we have been wearing. I have reconsidered and believe they will be dry enough by the morning, especially as we don't need to leave so early. I would like you to stand guard while I shower. There are many people in the buildings here, and it is not like it was at the Wat," she told me. I had stopped removing my clothes to stare at her in. I drove to the 7-11 closest. They stay open late and of course the selection of sweet is monumental. I picked out some things and was deciding on chocolate donuts or twinkies when I saw her standing one row over and made eye contact. I am pretty tall so it is unusual when I see women at that level. And if she was the usual plastic version of female then I would quickly get back to the twinkie decision, but something was different. I wasn't sure at first what it was. She did have a lot of makeup. We then returned to the car, where I got into the backseat and with the blanket covering me in only my panties I got comfortable and had him pull forward a few more feet until he was good. I ducked under the blanket again when he opened the door and the overhead light came on.He climbed in next to me and then handed me a shirt. It was large, a kind of ugly maroon color, and had a drawing of what looked like 1950’s cars from the back, pointed at the screen with the words “Creekside Drive-In,.