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As the stars twinkled above us, we found ourselves sitting in the backseat of my car, our legs tangled together in a tangle of lust and desire. The night had been filled with debauchery and as the alcohol flowed freely, our inhibitions slipped away. Somehow, the conversation turned to his manhood and I mentioned that after a few drinks, a man’s member tends to flush pink, just like the rest of his skin. He didn’t believe me and challenged me to prove it. Without hesitation, he unzipped his jeans and revealed his throbbing erection.

He argued that it was unfair to judge since he was already aroused, but I couldn’t tear my eyes away from the way his foreskin moved over the stiff tip as he stroked himself. The sight of him pleasuring himself in such a way sent a wave of heat crashing through me and I couldn’t withstand the urge to put on a little show for him. I shed my coat and tank top, exposing my small breasts to his hungry gaze. As he reached over to tweak my hard nipples, I told him about my skills at performing oral sex, describing in explicit detail how I like to spit on the shaft before taking it all the way down my throat until I gag.

But I made it clear that I wouldn’t be satisfying him orally tonight. He couldn’t hold out any longer and was forced to jump out of the car and release his pent-up tension, blowing his load all over a poor innocent tree.

It was a steamy, sensual moment that left me craving more.

NSFW: yes

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