Each time you felt me getting closer, you slowed down, torturously. I then noticed that your fly was undone as I wondered when you had time. I barely had time to smile my triumph, than you withdrew your fingers and replaced them with your rigid cock. You licked my wetness from your fingers and told me how tasty I was, although you couldn’t quite place the flavor. “I’m fucking you good, aren’t I?” “Oh yes, fuck me, fuck my pussy…harder, oh please harder!” You sped up, fucking me faster now, my clit slipping along the length of you, heightening the sensation. “Oh God, yes, yes!”, I screamed, my cries echoing loudly, in the quietness. We came closer to the edge, moving together toward our own release. You flicked my nipple with a knowing tongue, and I could contain my passion no longer. As I felt your cock swell even larger, I came, covering your cock with my sweet fluid, as you filled me with yours. You rode me still, and I marveled that you could continue in your state. I came again and again, milking every drop from you.
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Just then we heard voices, and you quickly withdrew. “We should go”, you explained, “we can finish this later”. “Finish this?”, I thought to myself, “what have I gotten myself into, now?” With a knowing look you pulled your pants on and held my shaking hands with yours. As we made our way back to your car, I wondered what the future held with you…
