smiling.
Christ, her lips. I tasted them and they would feel so good on my cock. She looked back at my cock. I popped my cock up with my will and Deja jumped back.
“Oh my god. It moved.” Her eyes bugged out and she started giggling.
“It does that sometimes.” I looked around the bookstore parking lot and I was glad I parked toward the back. There was one car on the left side of me but the parking space on the right was clear.
Deja reached back over and took my cock in her hand. She ran her fingers tips up the side and rubbed the head. “You’re leaking. That’s precum.” She seemed excited by this.
“Yes it is Doctor Holland.”
Deja rubbed that precum down my shaft and she started stoking my cock up and down. She was very gentle with it. She didn’t know she could grab it and rub it hard. My cock was strong. It could take a beating. I beat the shit out of it until I started getting sex on a regular basis. It didn’t matter how gentle Deja was. It felt good having her hand on my junk.
“RJ, show me how to do it.”
“Do you have lotion in your purse?”
“Yeah.” Deja let go of my cock and reached down under her feet and grabbed her huge purse. She reached into the purse and grabbed a trial size tube of Jergens hand lotion. “Put the lotion on your hands.”
“Okay.”
Deja put lotion in the palm of her hand. I adjusted my seat so I was angled back, in a semi laying position. Was she really going to jack my cock? I think she is. She rubbed her hands together and reached over and took me in both her hands.
“What should I do?”
“Move your hands up and down and around. You can do it.”
“I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You’re not going to hurt me. Hold me tighter and just go slow and then go fast. I’ll do the rest.”
“Okay.”
That was all the instruction she needed she was stoking me like a pro. It had been years since I got a hand-job. I couldn’t really believe this was happening. Deja was stroking my cock. Better yet Deja my virgin girlfriend that has never seen or touched a cock was jagging me off…and it feels so fucking good.
I hadn’t realized I closed my eyes until I opened them and saw Deja’s eyes on me. Her lips were slightly open and she was watching my strained facial expressions. I felt like she was trying to control me but I didn’t give a fuck. She could stick her hand up my ass because right then I decided to be her puppet.
“Deja, faster.” She looked down at my cock and started beating my meat faster as instructed. I was going to cum. I was breathing through my mouth. My abdomen was convulsing to a tantric rhythm. “Look at me.” Deja eyes jetted back to mine. “Oh shit! Don’t stop! Don’t oh!” That was it. I came. My cum shot out and I just let it ride. I felt Deja’s hand tap the head of my cock. I literally shook and collapsed in the driver’s seat.
After a moment I peeked my eyes open and Deja was looking at me. “Was that okay?” She asked.
“That was great.”
“It’s in my hand.”
I raised my seat and I could see she had a pool of my cum cupped in one of her hands. Her other hand was still holding my cock. I grabbed my junk and she let it go. “There are napkins in the glove box.”
Deja took her cum-free hand and opened my glove compartment. She grabbed a few napkins and poured my cum into a few of them. She balled the napkins up and placed it on my dashboard. She started cleaning her hands.
“I need one.”
Deja looked over at me. “I’ll do it.” Deja started wiping the excess cum from my cock. She used three napkins on me. “It’s on the steering wheel.” She quickly wiped the steering wheel free of all my cum and placed the used napkins on the dashboard.
I put my cock away and buttoned and zipped up. I raised my seat to sitting upright. “You okay?” I asked. She was so quiet.
“Yeah.”
“You ready to go in the bookstore.”
“Yeah.”
“You can wash your hands in their bathroom. There’s
Christ, her lips. I tasted them and they would feel so good on my cock. She looked back at my cock. I popped my cock up with my will and Deja jumped back.
“Oh my god. It moved.” Her eyes bugged out and she started giggling.
“It does that sometimes.” I looked around the bookstore parking lot and I was glad I parked toward the back. There was one car on the left side of me but the parking space on the right was clear.
Deja reached back over and took my cock in her hand. She ran her fingers tips up the side and rubbed the head. “You’re leaking. That’s precum.” She seemed excited by this.
“Yes it is Doctor Holland.”
Deja rubbed that precum down my shaft and she started stoking my cock up and down. She was very gentle with it. She didn’t know she could grab it and rub it hard. My cock was strong. It could take a beating. I beat the shit out of it until I started getting sex on a regular basis. It didn’t matter how gentle Deja was. It felt good having her hand on my junk.
“RJ, show me how to do it.”
“Do you have lotion in your purse?”
“Yeah.” Deja let go of my cock and reached down under her feet and grabbed her huge purse. She reached into the purse and grabbed a trial size tube of Jergens hand lotion. “Put the lotion on your hands.”
“Okay.”
Deja put lotion in the palm of her hand. I adjusted my seat so I was angled back, in a semi laying position. Was she really going to jack my cock? I think she is. She rubbed her hands together and reached over and took me in both her hands.
“What should I do?”
“Move your hands up and down and around. You can do it.”
“I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You’re not going to hurt me. Hold me tighter and just go slow and then go fast. I’ll do the rest.”
“Okay.”
That was all the instruction she needed she was stoking me like a pro. It had been years since I got a hand-job. I couldn’t really believe this was happening. Deja was stroking my cock. Better yet Deja my virgin girlfriend that has never seen or touched a cock was jagging me off…and it feels so fucking good.
I hadn’t realized I closed my eyes until I opened them and saw Deja’s eyes on me. Her lips were slightly open and she was watching my strained facial expressions. I felt like she was trying to control me but I didn’t give a fuck. She could stick her hand up my ass because right then I decided to be her puppet.
“Deja, faster.” She looked down at my cock and started beating my meat faster as instructed. I was going to cum. I was breathing through my mouth. My abdomen was convulsing to a tantric rhythm. “Look at me.” Deja eyes jetted back to mine. “Oh shit! Don’t stop! Don’t oh!” That was it. I came. My cum shot out and I just let it ride. I felt Deja’s hand tap the head of my cock. I literally shook and collapsed in the driver’s seat.
After a moment I peeked my eyes open and Deja was looking at me. “Was that okay?” She asked.
“That was great.”
“It’s in my hand.”
I raised my seat and I could see she had a pool of my cum cupped in one of her hands. Her other hand was still holding my cock. I grabbed my junk and she let it go. “There are napkins in the glove box.”
Deja took her cum-free hand and opened my glove compartment. She grabbed a few napkins and poured my cum into a few of them. She balled the napkins up and placed it on my dashboard. She started cleaning her hands.
“I need one.”
Deja looked over at me. “I’ll do it.” Deja started wiping the excess cum from my cock. She used three napkins on me. “It’s on the steering wheel.” She quickly wiped the steering wheel free of all my cum and placed the used napkins on the dashboard.
I put my cock away and buttoned and zipped up. I raised my seat to sitting upright. “You okay?” I asked. She was so quiet.
“Yeah.”
“You ready to go in the bookstore.”
“Yeah.”
“You can wash your hands in their bathroom. There’s
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