Hey there you dirty boy. Were you just watching me? I hope so. Mmm, do you like what you see? Exhibitionist phone sex is sooo much fun! I don’t know what I like more, the hidden peeper or the right up in your face audience. They both excite me in their own ways. This reminds me of a story from when I was younger. I drove my car into the middle of a dried-up creek during a drought and received the hardest pounding of my life against the front right quarter panel. A true exhibitionist at heart.
Driving into the creek bed is so exhilarating that I’m wet before we start making out. It’s such a beautiful afternoon that I have to get out of the vehicle. We meet at the front of the car. I push him back onto the hood and begin attacking his pants to free what I want. After taking him in my mouth, he’s the one that can’t wait for what he wants. He pushes my head back and I stand up while he kisses me from stomach to throat. I’m so hot and want his dick inside of me. I slip my panties off from under my skirt while he is kissing my neck. He spins me around and lays me back on the hood devouring my pussy like it’s his last meal. He stops right at the brink of my orgasm, teasing me and stands me up again. I wrap my arms and legs around him as he carries me around to the side of the car. He spins me around, flips up my skirt, and sticks his dick in me hard and deep. In and out, in and out for what feels like forever. When I finally cum, it feels like an explosion. I can’t hold in the noise. I don’t care who or what might hear me. When we finish, we hear cheers and applause. Turns out there are a few guys in the woods on their four-wheelers. I left my panties in the creek bed for them as a souvenir.
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