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| Finally the waitress came with the bill, he handed her the credit card, She walked off and his girl sat there with an impish smile, her eyes dancing in the dim candlelight. Finally the waitress came back with the receipt, quickly he signed it and stood, his girl standing in front of him so no one could see how his pants bulged with his erection. He rests a hand on the small of her back as they walk to the car, as soon as he jumped in he unbuttoned his pants releasing his throbbing cock. He reached his hand down between her legs, running his fingers through her warm wet slit, aching to just fuck her, bend her over the hood of the car and just fuck her like the teasing little bitch she was. She smiled as she took his cock into her hand, grasping it tightly as she stroked it quickly dropping her head into his lap flicking her tongue over the head, her tongue piercing teasing at the sensitive skin as she did, still stroking she held the head between her lips nibbling gently before taking the whole thing deep into her throat. She used her teeth to lightly tease at his skin on her down thrusts,her tongue to tease as she dragged her soft full lips back up the shaft. He pushed her head down hard on his cock, thrusting into her mouth so hard he bruised her lips, finally he came, moaning as he felt her greedily swallow. She giggled as she licked her lips, raising her head to kiss him passionately. "So what do you want to do now?" she whispered. "I think we better go home love" he chuckled. |
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