Chapter 8

Rob lowered the windows in the Cadillac to let out the hot air and let in a cooler breeze. Abby was quick to take off her bikini and spread her legs for Rob, invitingly rubbing her slit. “You’re not too anxious to fuck, are you?” he teased.

“We don’t have much time to fuck!” She said, helping him out of his Speedo.

“I couldn’t last forty-five minutes if I tried, especially fucking you,” he lightly chuckled.

“Why is that? Brad has lasted that long many times!”

“You’ve got such a small body and pussy that it feels so fucking snug around my cock. When you flex your pussy muscles to make it even tighter, the sensation is unbelievable. I’ll tell you, you’re a very good fuck for your age.”

“Thank you for the compliment, and be sure to tell Brad I’m a good fuck. Do you think Brad and Susan are fucking right now too?”

“I have no doubt. She’s taken with him in a very lustful way, like you are with me.”

“I can’t help it. I can’t get enough of your big, fucking cock!” She crawled up close, forcing his back against the door. She smothered him with kisses, breathing heavily through her nose and grasping his cock, sucking hard and fast.

“I think it’s too late for you to become a married slut; you are already one. I’ve never heard of a new bride being fucked by a guy more on her honeymoon than by her new husband.”

“I’d have to take on more cocks than just you to be a real cum slut. I’ll have to work on that when I get home with Brad.” She lay back against her door, spreading her legs and teasingly playing with her pussy and tits. She smiled at him, dipping her finger in her pussy and then licking it. “Want some of this?”

“You bet I do!”

“Brad likes it when I’ll look at him and his big cock, finger my pussy and make myself cum.” She enticed him again by fingering her slit, then coyly looking at him and licking her finger. “Then I’ll jerk him off onto my face and tits.”

“Is that why your skin looks so clear? A lot of cum facials?” He joked.

“Yes, too many to remember.”

“Maybe Brad and I can give you a new coating of skin conditioner,” he kidded.

“I’d like that.”

Ron leaned down and buried his face in her damp flesh. She lifted her legs, pressing his face against her. “Eat my cunt, you fucker!”

The heat inside the car increased their passion as she watched him lick and finger her slit. Exciting her clit caused her to bang her head against the door frame. She moaned and whimpered at the sensation building in her. He pulled back to reposition himself to fuck her.

“Don’t stop, you fucker; I’m close to cuming!” She cried. Rob quickly buried his face in her moisture, rapidly bringing her back to the point. He carried on with her hand, pressing on his head and humping his face.

He worked four fingers, like a jackhammer, her brow rising and falling with the increasing pleasure. He alternated his thumbs, rubbing her clit. She looked at him with an almost hurtful expression and said, “Uhhh, uhhh, uhhh, uhhh!” Abby twisted her upper body side to side, trying to release her climax in the cramped space. He could feel his fingers bathed in her exotic cream.