Car Play: Can We Do More

We took it further.

My body buzzed from the high of him giving me car play, every nerve ending tingled tremendously as I watched Alex suck his fingers clean. The taste of me lingered on his lips, and damn if that didn’t stir something fresh in my gut. Now I was hungry. Outside, the highway stretched on as the darkness started to set in. The sun dipped below the horizon, and stars prickled the sky like distant witnesses. But I wasn’t thinking about the scenery. Although beautiful, my focus zeroed in on the thick ridge pressing against his jeans, begging for attention.

Because of the actions, temptation took hold of me at that moment. I leaned over the console, my dress still bunched around my waist, and my panties shoved aside and soaked from those sexy fingers of my man. My hand worked his zipper down tooth by tooth, as the metallic rasp was loud in the confined space. He groaned low as he waited for my lips to connect with his member. Followed by, his hips started bucking up instinctively as I freed his cock for more car play. Which sprang out all heavy and veiny with a head that already glistened with pre-cum. God, he was rock-hard, pulsing in my grip as I wrapped my fingers around the base, stroking slowly from root to tip.

‘Fuck, Giana,’ he rasped, as his eyes darted between the road and me. I smirked as I pumped him firmer. My thumb swipes over his slit to spread that slick bead down his shaft.

The car swerved a fraction the more I aroused him

His control was slipping, which only fueled me more. From pussy play, to me giving him good pleasure from my sexy college slut. I wanted him unraveling, just like he’d done to me. With such precision, I dragged my tongue along the underside of his cock head. From his twitching balls to his hardening head. Mmmmm, I savored the salty tang of his skin. His free hand tangled in my hair, not pushing, just holding on as I swirled around the head, lips parting to take him in. Inch by inch, I sank down when in car play, hollowing my cheeks to suck hard. He filled my mouth, stretching my jaw, the thick girth hitting the back of my throat. I gagged a little, eyes watering, but pushed further, relaxing to deepthroat him until my nose brushed his pubes.

The engine’s vibration thrummed through us, as it synced with the bob of my head. I slurped his cock messily as saliva dripped down the full length of his cock. It coated my hand as I pumped. I was a good slut who worked him. My talented tongue pressing flat against the vein that throbbed wildly. His breath came in sharp bursts from my good mouth.

Can you guess what I did next with our car play

I hummed on his cock. Which was a trick an older woman told me about long ago. I popped my mouth off of him for a quick breath but kept licking the tip to keep my man pleased. I licked the tip like a lollipop, then dove back, faster now. My other hand cupped his balls so that he could feel the thrill in full effect. Rolling them gently and tugging just enough to edge him. He was leaking steadily as his pre-cum mixed with my spit, the wet sounds obscene over the road noise. I could feel my own arousal building again from giving him this kinky fix as my own juices trickled down my thighs.

At my last-ditch effort, I redoubled my efforts on him because it was time. I gave acrobatic sucking with hollowed cheeks, as my head started twisting side to side for extra friction. He was beyond holding back that cum. He hungrily began thrusting shallow into my mouth while positioning his hand on the back of my head. Hot spurts flooded my mouth that were salty and thick. As a result, I swallowed greedily and milked him dry with lips and tongue until he shuddered, spent during car play.

Call Giana 1-888-964-0392