I once met a girl at a party. She was short, but she had big, nice breasts. She had short blonde hair and a beautiful, erotic face. As she was driving, she couldn’t drink, so we just talked in the kitchen and had coffee. After a while, we were left alone in the kitchen. As we talked, we started kissing. She let me caress her breasts, her back and her buttocks, all of which felt wonderful. After a while, I suggested that the two of us go out to her car, as the others had started to come into the kitchen to get food or drinks. She agreed. She had a modern, computer-controlled VW Touareg minibus. We drove a little way and got out. It was very cold, around -20°C in winter. When we found a deserted spot, we turned off the engine but left the heater and CD player on. We continued kissing in the car, and after a while, we sat in the back where there was more space. She took off her clothes and we started making love. I sat on the seat and she rode me. She loves riding, so I kissed her breasts and waited for her to have a quick orgasm. This was difficult enough because she likes to ride for a long time before finishing sex with an orgasm. It was difficult to wait for her to climax because, in the end, she would pant and sometimes scream as she came, and her beautiful breasts would bounce in front of my mouth. Before we orgasmed, she rode me hard and fast, screaming. I could hear her clicking in my lap while she rode me, and I grabbed her bouncing, big, white breasts and kissed her.