My shiny fingers descend to heaven, your crotch, and I see your face tighten slightly when I touch your vulva offered by the lace slit, so devilish, sophisticated and obscene.You instinctively open your legs a little more, I press my fingers a little, and I find the moisture of your impatience between your lips: getting ready, coming here, with your bra and your panties split under your dress 50s pin-up neckline, you were already preparing to offer yourself, to wet under my hand.Your head is a little tilted, your eyes are blindfolded, you plug into your emotions, your sensations, red mouth half-open you confide your desire to me, it's up to me to accompany you, to me to play with you, you give me your abandonment.Soaked.I take my time, watching your tensions, but I know where I want to go: far.Far as we like. I want you to wet well, a lot, to go far.I slip a finger inside you, and you have a furtive smile, a little tense, your breath quickens… Yes.It is getting hotter and hotter in this car, our bubble gradually becomes a hammam, the windows gradually fog up, and they are already very tinted: we cut ourselves off from the real world which is already very far away, very outside of our concerns, and anyway, I don't care whether the parking lot is empty or not around us.Two fingers in you, here it is: planted pressed upwards, back and forth, I lift your pubis a little, the wall of which I rub in the growing swamp of your penis, I tear you the first little moan with my manly caress , determined, strong, and my cock can not take it anymore, too cramped in my jeans ... But I take care of you, and I have everything to gain, a treasure that fascinates me, your pleasure . You are at the same time relaxed, abandoned like a soft doll, and electrified, twitching and stretched on this too enveloping leather seat, which wants to prevent you, it seems, to open more the thighs to accommodate more fingers.Three, you say yes.And this word drives me crazy, like too strong a dose of pure drug, the central point of desire is in front of me, and you invite me to it, you encourage me with a simple word, with a simple "Yes" to barely audible, whispered in the secret of our antics.Four ... I slip my little finger in addition in the furnace, I make my hand narrow and superimpose my fingers, only the thumb comes out that rubs your clitoris, muscular comings and goings, you open your mouth as if to seek air, and your restraint is dislocated very quickly, you fidget and let yourself go, you grimace and cry, your fingers tighten on my shoulder, your pelvis rolls, your knee hits the glass, the "YES" are imperious and burning, desire climbs several notches ... And I look at you.I admire you, fascinated and very active, I am your cocked arm, with my fingers, with my own desire, I observe you and I jerk you off without a hesitation, I am here for you but I am the king, I am there for you, forget me, take care of what rises in you, and you are not at the end of your pleasures, you know it.My arm almost hurts so much all my muscles are tense, hardened to the maximum, it's sporting to jerk you off hard, you moan, you scream and squirm, it's wild, nothing is more beautiful and exciting than that !Yes, your breasts, your open thighs and your split black underwear, my arm that boosts, your hair sweeping the ...

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