Smiling, I looked down at my fingers woven into her straight blonde hair as she sucked on my cock, her fingers at the base of the shaft, her other hand working away between her thighs.
Clearly we were good to go and I didn't have to worry about whether we liked each other in real life which is always a worry after spending nearly two weeks chatting by text.
Outside, a guy and his wife were getting into their car one space away from us, completely unaware we were in there, me having my cock sucked by this woman I had only really just met and her with her fingers buried between her thighs, rubbing her clit and moaning.
Heaven!
Struggling not to thrust too hard, I felt that all too familiar pressure starting to build in the base of my cock like I was getting ready to fill her mouth.
Stopping for a moment, I grinned down at her and aplogised for interrupting her obvious pleasure.
She had already told me several times it was one of her favourite things to do with her man, to suck him off and feel him fill her mouth with hot cum.
Pulling her dress up and over her head, she switched us around so she was up against the bed, with me between her and the door. I knew she felt safe. I knew she was ready for fucking. I also knew, I needed to cum and I needed it very badly.
Never having been a one to fuck, shoot and go, as we kissed I moved her onto the bed so I could use my fingers in her squelching pussy and get my mouth on her clit so she could cum first.
Outside, a business man was approaching from the front of the camper where there wasn't any tinted glass.
Shit! I thought, we'll get caught and I began to pull away to cover Jane up but as soon as I pulled away she pulled me right back onto her cunt and forced me harder onto her clit.
"Finish me off!" she hissed as I worked my tongue feverishly against her soaking pussy lips and inside the hood of her clit while my cock ached for release.
Click, click, click... his footsteps were getting closer and Jane bucked under my mouth as she moaned and tightened her grip on the back of my head, swearing like a trooper to the point where I was certain I would turn around and the business man would be standing watching, and possibly wanking!
Before I could as much as turn around, Jane had darted over to the curtain, I hadn't had time to pull across the front and covered us up.
"Your turn" she exclaimed, turning and bending over the bed.
Looking through the side window, our friend was standing at his car door, keys in hand and looking up at our window now and again. We made eye contact. Well I did. He just seemed to squint a little as if to see where the voices were coming from. |
