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I didn’t realize I was this tipsy until I felt his grip on my hair lifting my head swiftly and effortlessly pulling me to him. He gripped my hair turning my head until I was facing him, his lips planted onto mine.
He lifted himself halfway, pulled his pants down to his ankles and then sat. “Why don’t you finish what you started.” he said. The streetlight gave the empty parking lot an eerie feeling that I found sexy, my focus completely on him and his lustful stare. And why not? Finish what I started?
I slipped my stockings and panties down bent over in front of him showing off a bit, flashing him. I felt his hand caress my ass then moving between my legs from my pussy to my anus. “Come sit.” he said softly. I turned my head backed up some and then sat slowly onto his cock. I felt him enter me slowly, I moaned aloud.
I lowered myself completely, he wrapped an arm around my waist. I took both hands, gripped the edges of the bench and then started to slightly bounce on his cock.
