Passion in the backseat
Went to work and took my shift went to work and took my shift request early to go home go home in her arms to pick me up our favorite place we met and held hands as she drove further to the quiet part of the industrial Zone we drove in circles until we found the right spot we drove in circles until we found the right spot the perfect fighting we drove in circles until we found the right spot the perfect fighting perfect privacy we drove in circles until we found the right spot the perfect fighting perfect privacy like two lovers we looked at each other like two lovers we looked at each other smiling we looked at each other and I slowly reminded her how much I missed her well I ran my fingers down her neck and collarbone I would like the perfect submissive she began to undress random headlights the distance sparked are our anxieties and our and our excitement we moved to the back seat where are passion had more space where are passion had more space where are passion had more space to flourish in the dark like like to wild teenagers like two wild teenagers we explored each other with our eyes closed with our eyes closed we let our hands with our eyes closed we let our hands see each other's bodies soft sensual curves of her breasts rough fingertips I'm a hard-working hand the the intense breathing of 2 people covered in the sexual Passion of the moment with her hair pulled back my tongue my tongue and teeth explored her neck on the back of her ear to the bottom of her jaw pinching nipples of teeth allowed her to Exhale allowed her to Exhale and beautiful allowed her to Exhale beautiful tones her hands eager her hands eager to unbuckle my belt and take the pants down so she could so she could feel the hot steamy passion between my legs she adjusted herself arms over my arms over my shoulders gently kissing my lips but she sat down on the lap and let me stretch and let me stretch inside of her the pleasure began and waves of gentle grinding and soft moans we we acknowledged we acknowledged our passion for each other and offered each other and offered each other to ourselves and offered each other to ourselves pretty fingernails painted for the occasion pretty fingernails painted for the occasion scratched the back of my neck and held onto my shoulders as the rush of pleasure entered her and began to rhythmically guide her body over and began to rhythmically guide her body over mine my body flexed Chandler core core of myself core of myself Stephanie and hardened inside the pleasure between her legs all the silence there was there was the sweet recognizable sound the a flesh against flesh adding to the orchestra of passion from the heavy breathing from the heavy breathing the moaning and I having cramps and the heavy grunts I'm a man and pleasure of a man in pleasure she would silence them with her soft lips over mine and whisper thank you.
