She would constantly look up at me and smile. I made sure I smiled back and complimented her on her drawings. Lynn kept calling me Mr. Speck, I told h...er to just call me Jerry, because it would be much easier and a lot less formal. Eventually, we all went into the kitchen and had a nice meal. Mary was very cordial the wholetime but I had to wonder if she felt the same stirring in her heart that I had felt. After dinner, I got ready to go home. I told her I had a lovely time and thanked her for. Then comes the sweater, so all I have now is my small tank top, still with my tits hanging over the top, but he didn’t say leave the top, so I slip that off too. He keeps driving, but I can tell by the bulge in his pants, that he’s also looking.I’m fully naked in the passenger seat at this point and visible to any car or anyone who might be on the road too. We are nearing a small town, and I reach for my sweater, just to cover up, and he pulls it away, leaving me fully exposed. I am both. "I nearly came at the thought, the anticipation, to have my mouth used, to be watched as I took his face fucking," she hissed, "but when he started, holy shit, it was even better than I could have imagined!" She took a deep breath. "He started slow, pushing into my mouth as I moved my head, and then deeper, bumping the head of his cock against the back of my mouth. I gagged a little, and it was so hot, so dirty. I wanted him, Ron, I wanted him like we always talked, I wanted him to use my. When I took the last step, I was rite next to him and then, slowly not breaking his eye contact, straddled him. Slowly I started grinding my pussy against his dick which was hard. But the clothes was really hampering everything so I shifted my self, undid my denims zip, undid his trousers zip, shoved it off, pushed his briefs down, freed him from his skimpy Y-cut briefs and I gasped. He had what you would call a monstrous cock. His girth was close to 3 fingers put together- at least and he was.