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I really should’ve thought this through.

“But,” he continues, “think of how thrilling it would be if someone caught you sucking me off? We both know there’s an exhibitionist in you.”

Just like at the theme party, the idea of someone watching sends tingles to my clit.

The center console makes things a bit uncomfortable, but I ignore it. I fist his cock, and wet my lips by licking them.

My pussy can stretch way more than my mouth...

“You’re thinking too hard, sweetness,” he growls. “Close your lips around my cock. Now!”

God, I love when he’s this domineering.

He gets off on the power.

I get off on handing it to him.

I stick my tongue out and lick the tip of his cock, scooping his pre-cum. His cock is warm, his flesh silky smooth against my tongue.

He lets out a low groan.

There’s no saving my panties now.

“Take me in deeper,” he orders.

I slide my lips down his length, swallowing several inches of him.

“Fuck, I love your mouth.”

Bursting with confidence, I begin to bob my head, swirling my tongue over the bulbous mushroom head of his cock.

He lets out a feral grunt.

Up and down.

With each head bob, his breathing picks up.

It’s exhilarating.

He clasps a hand over my head, forcing me to take several more inches of him. “Deeper,” he commands.

His assertive voice lights me up and compels me to obey.

I widen my mouth and struggle a bit when I attempt to swallow a few more inches of his cock.

“You’ll get used to my size,” he says, amusement coloring his words.

I doubt it, but I don’t argue.

“Relax as much as you can. It’ll make it easier.”

I respond with a nod.

“I want words, sweetness.”

“I will,” I tell him.