I kept taking it in as deep as I could. Occasionally I found my nose hitting his pubic hair and his balls slapping against my chin. He grabbed the bac... of my head to make sure I continued the motion while yelling, "Yes, suck my cock, you faggit! Take it! Suck your Master's cock! Take my dick, cocksucker! Take it!! Take it!!!"He just kept getting louder and louder. It was okay because I wanted him to. I wanted my master to scream so loud the whole dorm would hear how well I sucked his cock. All. I was now bucking my hips in pleasure and grinding into the seat. He glanced quickly from the road at my now completely naked body in the passenger seat of his car, legs spread wide and now my pointed nipples on full display as I played with them, and he let out a small groan of his own pleasure at the sight of me. Traffic was starting to slow but I was so enraptured I didn't notice or didn't care. I was still moaning and whimpering his name as his fingers hit every spot that drives me crazy.. I wasn’t wearing any bra. I usually don’t while going to bed. My husband gets very frustrated when he struggles to unhook them.Once my body was exposed, he ran his warm hands over my double D breasts, gently pinched my pink nipples. He felt the curvature of my 44-38-44 figure and flat belly. Finally, he grabbed me by my hip, slipped his fingers in, and pulled down my shalwar (with panty), exposing my bare hairless pussy.Since he was sitting on the floor, my pussy was at his eye level. Not that. Honey I will let you in on a bit of a secret. I want you inside me as much as you want to get there but unless you can get to the invisible switch in my brain I am scared, anxious and often in a great deal of doubt, especially on a second date. This little switch is guarded by rational thought get through that and the switch might get thrown. Hold me, respect me, cuddle a bit and if I feel trust the switch will throw. Relax, sit down and if I climb into your lap and start running my hands.