"There's room in the pickup. I want your dick in my mouth, right now."
From Create Your Own Story
“Right here? Quick and dirty, then?” Len grins. “I can dig that.”
Len climbs into his truck, and then lowers his jeans, then his underwear, revealing a nice, fat, cut dick with a more-than-respectable 8 1/2" length, and a bulbous, mushroom head. He starts to stroke himself, hardening quickly, sitting on the driver's seat.
“Think this big fucker’ll do the trick?” he asks, reaching over to open the passenger side door.
“Absolutely,” you say, and climb in the pickup. You lean all the way over, and put his huge cock in your mouth. He puffs on his cigarette above your head, and you concentrate on sucking his cock, using your tongue on his balls and shaft and rolling him around in your mouth.
“That's good, fucker.”
You suck wildly, trying to get all of him into your mouth.
“Eager, aren’t ya?”
“Mmm,” you moan around his cock.
Len doesn’t need any more prodding. He grips your hair with his free hand while he smokes with the other one, and starts to thrust up from the seat, fucking your face.
“Just a cheap parking lot whore, aren’t you?” Len says. He rams your throat, making you gag and choke a little, but you persevere, sucking and slurping his dick.
Len’s thrusts grow rougher, and with a deep grunt, he empties a load in your mouth. He holds himself there for a moment, dick spurting in your throat, and you struggle to swallow all of his load. You lick and slurp up all the cum you can, and then straighten up in your seat. You feel his cum dribble out of your mouth, and he smiles down at you. He hands you a rag from his glove compartment.
“Fuckin’ A,” he says, and flicks his lighter, lighting his last cigarette.
He pulls his zipper back up as he puffs, and then checks his watch again. “Well, I’m gonna go. Nice meeting you,” he says, turning on his ignition.
You get out of the truck, and he waves. With that, he leaves you there, cum on your chin, dick throbbing and all horned up.
You’re half tempted just to head home and jerk out a load right then and there. Or maybe you could head back inside and see what else might be going on. After all, Don did say he’d wait for you at the table.
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