I couldn’t care less where we are when the feeling takes hold, I’m fingering you and making you taste my fingers wherever we are. At the store? In the canned foods aisle? So be it.
I’m eating your pussy in the backseat of the car. I’m forcing the head of my cock against the back of your throat at 80 miles per hour down the Interstate.
I’m pulling over.
I’m parking wherever I feel like it. I’m pulling your skirt up, off, wherever. My cock will feel the warmth and wetness of your insides and you are going scream. Let’s fucking hope we get some onlookers.
Give me that sweet feeling of you whenever I feel like it and soon I will soak your insides with my commitment in liquid form. Cum Kitten. And again.
Such a good girl.