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Maybe he’s trying hard not to come right here on the spot. He is really hard right now.

He adjusts his position to give me access to his pants’ button and zipper. I make quick work of his pants and free his cock.

Bending down, I lick the tiny drop that has gathered on the tip. He groans and thrust his hips up.

“You sure are impatient.”

He grunts in response.

I lean up and look him in the eye as he gets to the stop sign at the end of the gravel road. “I have almost thirty minutes until we get there. Let me take my time and please you.”

I lick my lips before gripping his shaft and guiding him into my mouth. I wrap my lips around him and hollow out my cheeks as I suck him, as if my life depends on it.

He hisses out, “Fuck, Princess. Your mouth is begging for my come.”

I moan around his cock, sucking him deeper into my mouth. I use all my tricks and everything I learned he liked from the night at the hotel.

I stroke his shaft as I twirl my tongue around the underside of his cock. His groans turn me on, encouraging me to go faster.

Sucking on the head of his cock, I pump his shaft in rhythm with my sucking.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck. I’m not going to be able to hold off much longer.”

“Mmmm.” I moan, needing to feel his release in my mouth.

“Princess.” My nickname comes out as a warning. “I don’t want to come. Not now.”

I can hear it in his strained voice. He doesn’t want to come, but his body is begging for release.

Sitting up, I release his cock with a loud popping sound, giving him the time he needs to let his orgasm slip away slightly.

“Why? You have incredible rebound time. Plus, it’s a half hour drive. We have plenty of time.”

“We don’t have thirty more minutes, and even if I have an incredible rebound time, it isn’t fair to you. You should always come first. No ands, ifs, or buts.”

“You can make me come first, second, and even third later. How about that?”

I don’t wait for his answer. I lean back down and suck his cock in my mouth, taking it all the way to the back of my throat.

I suck and stroke him in perfect unison, like I’m a conductor leading an orchestra.

Faster and deeper, I suck him. Salty and tangy flavors assault my taste buds and I know he’s close.

His hips thrust his cock deeper into my throat as his hand tangles in the back of my hair.

“Do you want my come? Do you want me to fill your pretty little mouth? Are you going to swallow every last drop?”

His voice is tense, like he needs to hear how much I need him in order to be pushed off the cliff.

“Mm-hmm.” I nod as much as I can with his cock shoved into my mouth.

A few strokes later, he tenses before hot come fills my mouth. I swallow his salty seed as he lets out a string of curses.

When his cock stops twitching, I lick him clean before sitting back in my seat.

I turn my entire body to face him and lean my back against the door.

Opening my legs, I hike up my skirt to show him my bare pussy.

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