Sex Drive
As Taylor eased his
cock from his jeans, wrapped her fingers around his thick shaft and
lowered her head she couldn't believe how well life had started to
treat her. In the last week she had found a new job, which paid
double what she was earning previously and came with a fully
modernized penthouse flat overlooking the river and was now heading
back to the flat of the guy whose cock she was slowly stroking,
whilst he sped through the traffic, seemingly as eager for her as she
was for him.
She didn't even have
to worry about the secret she had kept hidden from every guy she ever
met because, after the way his hands wandered all over her in the
club, he must have guessed that she had a cock of her own.
Opening her lips
wide she flicked her tongue over the swollen head of his cock, as he
struggled to keep the car under control, before lowering her head and
taking his full length to the back of her throat. Keeping a firm grip
on his shaft she began to bob her head up and down, occasionally
stopping to run her tongue up and down his hardness and over his
swollen balls.
“Fuck careful,”
he managed to gasp as he gripped the steering wheel tightly. “We
have the whole night there's no need to rush and get us both killed.”
Looking up at the
handsome face, which was fixed intently on the road ahead she smiled
before wrapping her lips around him again. This time she bobbed her
head a lot slower, savoring the salty taste of the pre-cum that had
leaked from the slit in the end of his cock, the desperation to have
him inside her making her own cock throb excitedly.
“Almost there,”
he moaned as he swung the car to the left and down what Taylor
thought felt like an old farm track, each bounce from the car driving
his cock deep to the back of her throat.
Suddenly the car
jerked to a halt and Taylor felt his hand grip her hair tightly.
Pulling her head up he stared at her, a slight smile forming on his
lips.
“I won't last
until we get to mine I want you right here right now,” he barked
aggressively, his deep voice shocking Taylor. “Get out.”
Opening the door
Taylor stepped into the dark night and looked around, the road was
barely visible at the end of the rack he had driven down, before
slipping her hand under her skirt and removing her panties. Just then
he appeared behind her, pushed her face down over the hood of the car
and lifted her skirt.
“I can't believe
my luck,” he began, before bringing his hand down on Taylor's firm
ass sharply. “Of all the girls in the club I must have pulled the
only one with a cock.”
©JSMorbius
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