Not actually knowing the town he was in, he had to depend on her for directions to anywhere they were going to go. She gave him some, talking to him the entire time. Soon, the town disappeared behind them and Rigo still followed her directions. Groves of oranges were all he saw now. �Pull over� was all she whispered, and that was enough to get him to stop. He looked up at her as he turned off the car and smiled, wanting to expect what she promised but not wanting to seem forward. �Well, Rigo, it would seem that we are alone, together, in the middle of no where. What would you like now?� She wet her lips. Without his wanting it, he reached out and touched one of her large breasts. The skin gave way beneath his hand and he began to massage gently. Her moaning only served to drive his desire.
Clothes seemed to dissolve between them. She handed herself over to him, panting slightly. She was his for the taking and he knew it. A soft whimper escaped her lips and he leaned in to kiss her. Their lips touched and something that could pass as lightning sizzled through both. �Are you alright?� he asked softly, concerned. Her reply was a quick nod and another soft kiss. He brought his hands to cradle her face, tasting her lips again. The more he tasted, the more he wished to taste and so he deepened the kiss. His tongue slid into her mouth caressing hers. She accepted this and played hers back against his. Moaning, she brought his hand to her chest. On his own accord he began massaging again.
She arched her back pulling him completely against her so that they lay together across the front seat. His hands continued to massage and tease her soft breasts, coaxing her nipples into taut attention. He moved his mouth to catch one of the nubs in his mouth, massaging and licking at it. Her moans echoed in his ears like a heavenly choir. Switching to the other, he lavished the same attention on the other breast. Her eyes closed and she moaned again, tangling her fingers in his hair.
�How do you want it?� he asked, smiling softly at her prone form. Her own wicked smile lit up the dim moonlight outside. �I want to ride you Rigo.� They shifted slightly to where she ended up on top of his more than willing naked form. She straddled him and pressed her sleek core onto his hard cock. Rocking her hips in a slow rhythm, she began to ride him slowly, stroking the full length of his thick cock with her drenched pussy. Her motions brought her up and back down his cock, massaging the length in circular motions, hitting every part of him. Her moans began to echo off the car walls and hit Rigo as he lay prostrate beneath her. The cornucopia of pleasurable sensations seemed to hit him all at once and he was mesmerized. The more she moved, the more he could feel her move and begged that she not stop. Low moans and pleas radiated from his lips, reaching her ears and caused her to smile.
His cries encouraging she began to ride him faster, thrusting her hips back more insistently upon his solid cock. His moans gradually became cries, then growls of pleasure. His hands moved to her hips, guiding every movement. His breath became shallow, more rapid. His eyesight began to blur and the rest of the scene began to melt. He could hear her moans and feel his cock tightly sheathed in her pussy. His orgasm began to build. His breathing came out sharp and peaked, moaning with need and concentration. Her strokes came faster and faster, milking the pleasure from him. Closer and closer his climax seemed, her breathing and his becoming united. Their motions seemed matched in every way, their moans in perfect compliment to the other. Closer�closer it came�his breath caught in his throat, the world spinning and time freezing. The world halted it�s orbit as the orgasm approached. Her moans got louder�