Vietnam

The stop and go traffic allowed me to play for him longer and more eagerly. I felt the vibrations of his moans as he swallowed each savory taste sliding down his throat. I pulled the silky material to the side so he could see where my fingers disappeared to inside my g-string out of his sight. Lucky for us, there was a well known restaurant at this exit. Long story short there was another dining facility next door, neither of our favorites, but it was still open and we knew the food would be fresh. So I slid my shorts off along with my thong setting the damp thong in my lap. We hugged and said our courtesy ‘I love you and I’m sorry’ chant. Make me yours, make me your slut, make me your bitch!”
Charlie’s ravaging hungry beast devoured the petals that surrounded my sopping wet aromatic pussy. Charlie wasted no time, the second thrust he pushed into me quick and hard. We looked at each other and agreed that at least we knew the place was clean so we entered.