I almost laughed, maybe my hell had already begun. I pushed with my shoulder, causing a sharp pain to emanate from the hole in my side. More blood. I ...wasn’t sure how much more was in my body. My hand wasn’t an effective band-aid. The seatbelt was still fastened. Here I was killing myself to open the car door, and I hadn’t even undone the belt. More wonderful humor to consider as I burned for eternity. I popped the catch and the belt released but refused to suck itself back into its holder. No. .. Tell me," she prompted. "I have gotten myself off a thousand times pretending that my fingers belonged to my dad. It would be so hot for me to hear about a dad doing the same thing about his daughter. I promise you won't regret it," she teased and her hand went high up on my thigh drifting up even higher until her fingers were rubbing against my boner.We were starting to get a little attention from the other patrons in the bar and my comfort level went down. People were still doing their own. By now I knew my juices were freely flowing because I could flee the slickness of my pussy lips as I rubbed my thighs together. He looked like he had had his fill of devouring my tit he left it go, the cold air on the raw sensitive nub making me shiver. He stopped kneading my other tit and dropped his hands to the front of my jeans and it dawned on me that after I left this restroom I would no longer be a virgin. I closed my eyes hoping that when I opened them this would all disappear or that. She finally took me into her mouth and I gasped at the warm sensation. She surprised me by taking it all the way in her throat and it felt like heaven. I knew that if she kept doing that, I would not last long. She went up and down like this several times and I felt the cum in my balls start to boil but she backed off and just used her tongue on the tip and she worked her hand up and down my shaft. It was pure heaven. A nice slow blow job is simply the greatest. She alternated between licking.