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  • She passed one to Shana, they clinked cans and sat back in the Uber taking a sip of the warm beer. By the time the Uber driver had made it Blowjobs out of the concert traffic and onto the highway the girls had downed two beers each and they both worked on a third while they cruised home. As a way of thanking Shana for the concert ticket, Micky had offered to pay for their Ubers, drinks, and told Shana she could stay at her place in the city for the night. This was a pretty easy deal for hard fuck Shana considering the concert tickets were free. “Hey.” Micky said to the driver, “Do you think you could pull into a gas station or something soon?” She asked, “I have to pee.” “You should have gone before you got in the car.” The driver said with a demeaning tone that Shana didn’t appreciate. Micky laughed sarcastically, “I’m sorry dad. I just didn’t think of it. But could you please pull over so big dick I can use the bathroom please?” “I can’t. I get off in twenty minutes. With this traffic I’m already going to be late.” The man seemed annoyed. “Alright.” Micky said slowly, “But, like you don’t have any real ‘shifts’ or anything. That’s like the whole thing with Uber is you get to pick your hours, right? So, like, if you stopped and let me pee, it’s not like you wouldn’t get paid for that, right? You’d still be on the clock.” “I can’t. If I do it for you then I have to do it for every other dumb drunk that gets in.” “Excuse me?” Micky was not happy with this to say the least, “That doesn’t even make any fucking sense.” The man didn’t say anything. He just kept staring at the windshield in front of him. Micky looked at him, pissed off and not really believing how much of an asshole he was being, “Are you serious?” He was. Over the next few minutes Shana watched as Micky danced around in her seat and begged the seemingly deaf driver to let her pee. Micky was wearing a short skirt and she kept sticking a stressed and trembling hand between her legs to make sure she hadn’t leaked at all. Whenever she did this she pulled her skirt up just enough to flash Shana a quick view of the sparkly gold panties she was wearing. These were some impressive panties. Shana vaguely wondered if Micky had been looking to get laid at the concert and dressed up her privates to really impress the person she let get a view of them at the end of the night. As Micky’s dancing got more frantic and those views of her shiny panties became more frequent, Shana just couldn’t pull her eyes away from the center of this whole struggle, Micky’s desperate crotch. Shana didn’t know if Micky had caught her staring, but before she had time to react, Micky grabbed one of Shana’s hands like she had earlier when they were making their way out of the concert. This time, instead of guiding her to the Uber, blow job Micky guided Shana’s hand between her legs and stuck it flat against those sparkly gold panties. Shana was very confused, she tried to pull her hand back out of instinct, but Micky was more forceful and held her in place. Shana couldn’t believe the heat that seemed to be radiating from between Mickey's legs. Micky held Shana’s hand there for a few seconds before she noticed a new feeling. This one wasn’t just heat, but it was wet hot now too. The first thing that flashed through Shana’s mind was that Micky had just came herself. One time in college, Shana's ex-boyfriend was giving her a Hardcore Sex ride home after class while she was on her period. She was unusually horny and decided it would be fun to give him a hand job while he drove. She remembered the wet warm feeling on her fingers as she made him shoot his load into his pants. It felt similar to what was going on between Micky’s legs right now. My eyes teared and saliva flooded my mouth Blowjobs drooling over his member and down onto his balls. She had her mouthful of the man's rigid cock, spit drooling from both sides of her mouth, as she made noises and writhed around in pain. A conservatively dressed lady comes into the office and sits down blow job across the desk from us. She sucked and slurped eagerly, pumping his shaft rapidly with her hand. “My face must look a wreck. There is just this sort of... potential energy that grows inside of me. Power gatherers, then I can apply it to stop time.” I blushed, refusing to answer as I licked again, my tongue darting through her folds and brushing her clit. "I know right! You feel so good in me Hardcore Sex and so hard.” “And where is that band who so vauntingly swore” "IMMA FUCK YOU UP, HO! I did not tease him too much other than sitting with my legs crisscrossed Indian style. A wild panic shot through me. My hand flew out and cracked into the side of his cheek. This might not have been the way the guys wanted it, but soon both of their cocks were moving in and out of her mouth, with a sensational grip of her cheeks and tongue. She then kicked off her shoes and stood naked in front of the intimidating man in front of her. Everyone would be able to see me naked still if they looked inside. He was embarrassed to big dick sit with her the next morning at breakfast. Please give me more.” And with hard fuck that, the butt plug was pushed all the way in. I gasped and clinched, but in an instant I started feeling better.
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