As they kissed, he slipped one hand into the front of her jacket, feeling her large breast through the fabric of the blouse, tracing and stroking.As they kissed, he slipped one hand into the front of her jacket, feeling her large breast through the fabric of the blouse, tracing and stroking. He was rewarded by a catch in her breathing as he found the hardening nipple under the fabric, and played with it, encouraging it. After a moment of enjoying her lovely curves, he slowly turned her around, her back to the car, and pressed himself against her, feeling himself grow hard as their hips ground together. Her breathing had grown heavy and ragged to match his. He reached out and, without breaking their embrace, opened the passenger side car door. He manuevered her down into sitting in the passenger's seat, him kneeling between her legs. With only the briefest of glances around to look for possible passers-by, he quickly untied one shoe, then the other. "Just what do you think you're doing?" she asked with an amused smile. "This is a trick question, right? Taking off your shoes," he replied. "Oh, OK. Just checking," she answered with a grin, extending a foot for better access. The reclining position made for much better access to her jean's zipper, and off came her jeans and underwear. Even in the cramped surroundings, he was able to slowly run his tongue up the insides of her thighs, starting with slow, caressing strokes at her knees, sliding in small circles down the insides of her thights until he reached her pussy. |