I gagged but the sound was muffled by the sound of the running engine and the air conditioning. He pulled my head up from his lap long enough for me lick the saliva from my lips before his hand circled the back of my head and he thrust himself back into my mouth.
We sat in the back of the theater parking lot. With fifteen minutes before show time, I was told that we would have to find a way to kill time before the movie. Naive me, thought he wanted to make-out or maybe circle around until we found a better parking spot. Imagine my surprise when he unzipped his pants and told me to open my mouth.
His zipper brushed against my chin, and I could feel the faint pull as a stray strand of my long hair hooked either his zipper or button.
“You like sucking my cock don’t you?”
I tried to lift my head to respond, but he wouldn’t let me.
“Tell me with your dirty mouth full.”
“Yaeh…” I breathed around his cock.