I backed her against her car door, my hand sliding to her waist. I could feel her shiver, no cap. I leaned in and whispered, "I've wanted to do this forever," and then my lips were on her neck. She let out this little gasp and was like, "OMG, yes..." So I took total control. I spun her around, pushed her against the cool metal, and slid my hand up her skirt. Her panties were already soaked. I told her to be quiet for me as I slipped two fingers inside her tight little pussy, feeling her clench around me. She was moaning into my shoulder, begging me not to stop. It was iconic. I owned that parking lot, and I totally owned her. Period.Low-key obsessed? Spill more tea here or peep other stories!
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