A wild city ride for a guy like me ends in drunk dances and taking speed, my cherry red Pontiac Trans.. with the rev of my engine it's more then my foot on the gas I told her
"let me slap that sweet ass"
with a pop and a closed palm she was breached for impact ..
the tire screeched at a U-Turn and smoke rises from the black street showing white.. a Bi-Racial relationship is a bit different type of thing.
wild sex drives and gentle yet rough touches , only drives me "Wild" for awhile , thoughts went through my mind "can she really take it or nah"?
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It seems she read my mind , she was already in my pants a few jerks and tugs off guard my thoughts "Wild"
I couldnt help but hold her head my hips bucked back.. and a grit in my teeth I couldn't even speak just groan .. my hand clutched the gear stick shifting it up to enhance her durability... The feeling of her tires convulsing like a orgasm made the ride smooth.. smooth smooth that's "Wild"
