Some friend of a friend of a friend knew someone at the party and said she should come but doesn't know anybody and didn't want to go alone. You know how it goes. I didn't mind though. We used to have a thing years ago, her and I. Just out of highschool. Hot summer nights, back of my car biting, grinding, nibbling teasing fogging up the windows. I still remember her riding my cock, the cold sweat on her back, me pulling her hips down making sure shes taking all of it and shaking as she had intense orgasm after intense orgasm. That car seat was soaked from her cum for 2 days, loved the smell in my car after that. Screw that little tree hanging on my rear view mirror. But that was a while ago now, she has a boyfriend now and its been strictly plutonic after that. But I never forgot those nights, and seeing her pale skin on her legs as they worked their way up that short black skirt reminded me how hot that was and how much I wanted to pull over, slide my hand along her inner. With that, her hands touched his chest. She began, slowly, rubbing it lightly as she moved about it. His eyes closed as she caressed its features and simply making him hornier and hornier as it all occurred. She smiled and watched him, closely, before she leaned in and kissed his chest. He loved how her lips felt on him. He still remained where he was, doing nothing at all. Up and down and left to right, her fingers strolled all over his upper body. She leaned in and kissed his chest focusing especially on his nipples. “Ohhhhhhh” he called out. “Ohhh god, wow” he murmured. He breathed quietly but he breathed heavily too. He grabbed her arms as she leaned in and kissed his chest more while focusing on his nipples. “Man oh wow yeah” she cried out. “I soooo want you” he told her. She stood up, smiling. “And I want you too, honey. God do I ever.” She leaned back into him and started kissing his chest some more. His hands again started holding her but he rubbed her shoulders, while she.
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