New Car Passion: Wild Parking Lot Encounter With Creampie Finish

I gently rubbed his leg. I reached into the back and began to dig among the paper wrapped watches and clocks. “Now bring me your knickers…” snatching them off the floor, I moved over to the lounging form. “Yes Sir…”
“Good girl…” He patted my cheek making me hiss through my teeth. CRACK! “Are you alright?” “No I’m not alright.” he muttered. Not there. The same thing I saw that night in the storage room. “The two of us hating the people together…” “Romantic, right?” I said, giggling. “Oh god…” I moaned, biting back another scream. I stopped mid-sweep, and called out “Sky are you home?” The sound of metal being hit made me realize the deal had gone sour.