His breathe grew short when he felt her hand slowly reach into his shorts. The belt restraining her fingers as they inched down his abdomen until they rested on his growing flesh. A slow growl left his lips, a trail of her cream wetting his skin, he knew what he was in for when they got to the hotel. He knew how she loved to tease him until he couldn’t restrain himself. His knuckles white, wrapped around the steering wheel even tighter and glanced sideways at her, seat back, legs and skirt hiked up and up and her beautiful fleshy tits pulled out. “Fuckkkkk please love. Your lips. I need ….” His voice trailed off as he glanced at her response.
Pulling her hand back she asked him to suck her fingers to which he gladly obliged. She stroked her fingers across his lips and beard. “My love, you are the most beautiful when you are trying to turn me on. Your glasses perched on your nose, your burgundy hair covering your eyes and your mouth curled like a cat ready to pounce”