#368384 - Where are we going i asked to no avail, maggie pressed play on the steering wheel and norah jones played softly. My cock warmed and swelled to a semi-hard state, my head flopped backwards onto the roof of the car with a thud as she started to stroke her full lips slowly back and forth along the full length of me, occasionally pulling back my foreskin to swallow and tongue my helmet; cupping my balls in her hand. Every so often she'd look me in the eye and try to smile.
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