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RHET

I turn her around pulling her butt against me “Put your arms around my neck,” I whisper.

She places her arms slowly around my neck. I hold on to her waist setting a slow grinding motion against her. She drags her hand down my arm and begins undulating on my chest.

She turns around and begins to sway against me. The combination of the music and Zeeta’s eyes creates a heady feeling in my body.

She pulls me down to her and her hands go into my hair, pulling me to her face. Our eyes connect, her smiles slows, as we press our fore heads together.

“What song is this?” She asks.

“I think it’s Kranium’s “We Can.” I reply, I feel like my blood is boiling.

I place my legs between hers and we begin this slow whine. The words of the song are really setting the mood. The moment the song says, “We can fuck”. I knew it was time to leave.

The more I grind against her the harder my cock becomes.

I can tell the song is affecting her, too. “Rhet?” she says her voice sounds filled with lust.

“Let’s get out of here,” I grab her hand, needing to be inside her.

We passed the maître d and hustle to our car.

I look around making sure the parking lot is empty. I can hear the ocean crashing against the rocks.

I locate my car. Thankfully, I parked far away. As we reach my car, I place her on the hood of it.

“Did I mention how gorgeous you are tonight?” I ask, she really did look adorable in what did she call it, Jasmine wear? I glide my fingers over her neckline, down her side.

Dropping to my knees I throw her skirt over my head. The gravel presses into my knees

“Rhet we can’t,” she whispers as she tries to push my head away.

I move forward pulling down her panties slowly, dragging them down her legs. I stuff them in my pocket.

Pushing her legs apart, I press my nose into her pussy “Why do you smell so delicious Zeeta?”

My tongue lashes her clit softly, she sounds like she is stifling her moans. We will see about that.

I latch on to her nob and begin so suck.

“Oh God Rhet she cries, we’re outside.” She cries as she pulls up the skirt to look at me.

I pull away from sucking her clit. Standing, I press my body against hers, trapping her between me and the hood of my car

Looking dead in her eyes, I put my middle finger and my pointer finger together.

Her eyes enlarges as she looks at my head “Suck ‘em.”

Without hesitation, she wraps her lips around my fingers and sucks them. My cock is vibrating however, this is about Zeeta.

Pulling my fingers away she stares at me in a daze “Such a good girl”

I place my hands under her skirt between our bodies, “Open for me.”

She spreads her legs wider leaning against the hood. Slowly I push my two fingers into her channel. My thumb is rubbing slowly on her clit.

Her mouth opens like she has something to say, but she remains silent.

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