Her fingers busy fondling the throbbing slippery cocks while she exposed her open lipped cunt to finger fucking, enjoying with sexual abandon, the voyeur watching.Her fingers busy fondling the throbbing slippery cocks while she exposed her open lipped cunt to finger fucking, enjoying with sexual abandon, the voyeur watching. She discovered, in a flash of insight, that she loved being looked at while she was indulging in sexual play. She liked having her bare and naked pussy looked at by anybody, and the closer they were, the better! Bill's cock thudded in her hand, swelling and jumping as he slid forward in the seat. Her hand pumped faster, squeezing more, jacking the juice from his balls, until with a soft groan, his prick began to spurt. The first juicy spasm sent sperm flying high over the back of the seat in front of him, next to the black. The second spurt jumping even higher and Lisa could see it against the lighted screen. She began to count under her breath. "Three", as she felt and watched the silver sperm leap free of his prick, "Four, five, six," the spasms pumped the juice out. "Seven...." After a few seconds delay, sperm again shot from his balls. Twice more, "Eight and nine," she counted, then was amazed as once more his prick swelled and the last juice squirted free. This time the juice thinner, the last squirt shot almost as high as the first two, then settled to a slow dribble of cum oozing down his cock and over her fingers. Her cunt again spasmed, overlaying the almost constant orgasms she was having, when she felt the swelling and the increased rigidity of the prick in her right hand, Lisa realizing that her seatmate was about to cum. Lisa slithered her hand down to the base of his huge male organ, squeezing him hard in her hot fist, then slowly relaxing her pressure, began to pump his cock with long strokes from the base to the tip, trying to milk him with increasing pressure as her fingers felt the ridge of his glans against the circle of her closed clenched fist. Her movements became a blur as she stared at his bulging prick, wanting to see the juice squirt. She could feel his body writhe as he lunged upwards, driving his cock harder into her hand, when he groaned. His cock jumping in her pounding fist, spurted. Not squirt after squirt, as her husbands cock had done, but one continuous stream of cum blasting onto the seat in front, an out pouring of liquid shooting from the bulbous head of his dick. |