She hovered over him, teasing him with her pussy lips as she felt his cock harden with arousal and anticipation in the palm of her hand.
“Wait…” he breathed. “…I need to put on a…”
“Too late.” She giggled, lowering herself, inch by delicious inch, down his throbbing manhood.
He gasped and threw his head back, smacking it against the headrest as he gripped the armrest and the door handle – anything to keep him from cumming too soon.
But in the end it was futile. His will was at her command.
She leaned forward in his head and whispered, “Oh…”
He bucked. His hips shot up, slamming into her cunt so hard, his zipper left a cut on her inner thigh. His orgasm took him to the peak then plunged him down with a gasp into a loop of ecstasy. Cords strained out in his neck as her pussy milked him for more.
When she had, had enough of him, she lifted herself up, letting her vagina spit his semen back into his lap.