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I took care of the one by licking it off, and the
other by sliding my free hand under my dress and pulling my new
stockings and my panties down. The car was heated, but not that warm,
and the cool air against my wet slit was a delightful feeling. I slid
my finger into my hole to wet it, and started to stroke myself in
time with my up and down motions over Craig’s bulging dick.
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I moved slowly over him, sliding him to the back of my throat
and memorizing the feel of every vein with my tongue. I started to
move my hand up and down over him, keeping my fingers as tightly
wrapped around him as I could. My own orgasm was perilously close
as I wiggled my finger faster. My nipples were hard from the cool
air of the car, and as my head and shoulders moved they rubbed
against the top support of the bustier. The feeling was exquisite
and as more pre-cum leaked out into my mouth I came with incredible
intensity. I started to pull back off his cock as I began to moan,
but Craig’s hand was instantly there, and he pushed me back onto his
dick, farther than I would have gone naturally, forcing it into the
back of my throat. I gagged a little, but my pain tolerance was up
as my body continued to shake from my orgasm, and I was still moaning
as I felt him tense below me. I squeezed the base of his cock harder
as I felt the main vein of his penis pulse a half second before my
mouth was filled with warm, creamy cum.