I tugged her hair as she drove us home. “I want to eat your sperm,” she responded. I sho
I tugged her hair as she drove us home. “I want to eat your sperm,” she responded. I showed her the bulge in my pants. “Can you see my penis?” She nodded and smiled. I instructed her to make out the different anatomical components of my dick from the outline press through my jeans. When she announced the frenulum, I allowed her to massage me there for a moment, before I unzipped and allowed her hand inside. “Does that feel good?” I asked her, and she purred an affirmation. I yanked her hair again. “I want to eat your sperm,” she responded again. “Do you want to eat all the stuff from my dick?" "Yes, please,” she grinned. I let her continue to work my stiff cock. Traffic was heavier than usual, and still light out, so it took some strategy to allow for any discretion. But I was really, really fucking hard, and she was obviously enjoying it, stroking and gripping my erection firmly. Her hand became slimy with seminal fluid, and she paused to lick her fingers clean. We spent the rest of the drive home milking pre cum for her tummy. -- source link
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