David Crane: Wife in the back seat

His balls were deflated. Although all of his jism had shot out in a single spurt, it had been a massive climax, and left his balls drained.

The blonde girl lowered her head and began to lick and suck his balls. They started to swell. More cum seeped in drop by drop. As she nuzzled his balls, his prick brushed her cheek, quivering, tensing more by the moment.

When she was satisfied with the way that his balls were rapidly renewing their vigor, Dolly turned her head and began to run her parted lips up and down his cock, as if she were playing a mouth organ.

The cock-meat pulsed in the hardening process.

She shifted her attentions to his cock-head and began to lick it. She could taste the residue of his first cum-load, and it made her hungry for more.

She laved all around the mushroom shaped slab and dipped her tongue into his piss-hole. The bulging cock-knob was awash with her saliva.

She sucked his cock-head into her mouth.

The examiner's prick wasn't completely hard yet, but that was okay. It gave the girl a thrill to take a soft prick into her mouth and feel it swell and harden inside.

She sucked softly and moistly, making little whimpering sounds that thrilled him.

His cock jolted. The bent cock-shaft straightened out and stood upright, like a howitzer getting the range, until it was standing straight up from his balls, jutting into the blonde teenager's busy mouth.

Dolly nursed his cock-knob, then began to bob her head up and down in the traditional blow-job motion.

He held her face between his open hands and thrust up, fucking into her mouth the same way that he had fucked between her tits – and enjoying it even more.

Dolly swallowed on down and took it all. Her nose was pressed to his crotch hair and her chin was brushing his balls and her lips were glued to the hairy hilt of his cock.

She gasped as he clogged her throat, choking her sweetly on his cock-meat. Then she sighed, sucking back up through every throbbing inch of cock.

With his cock-head in her lips, she whispered as if into a meaty microphone.

"Fuck my face – use my mouth for a cunt," she moaned. Her head went down and she gulped. Then she pulled back up. "Cum in my fucking mouth – I'm hot to drink your jizz!"

He humped faster and his thick prick hissed through the collar of her lips. As he plunged in, she gulped and sputtered. And when he drew back, her lips pulled out along his cock-stalk, clinging to every inch.

Pre-cum soaked onto her flashing tongue, driving the girl's taste buds crazy.

She was longing for his cum-load, yet she didn't care how long it took. As long as she got to swallow cum in the end, she was happy to suck cock for hours.

Up and down bobbed her head as he drove his fucker steadily into her mouth.

He humped faster, stabbing his prick back into her gullet.

His balls swung up to her chin, then rolled up to her lips as his cock disappeared. He was amazed that her sweet little mouth could take so much prick. It seemed as if he must be shoving it right down into her stomach.

His cock was getting so hot that she thought it might blister her tongue. When he jerked out, her saliva glistened on his cock. She sucked his cock-knob and drool ran down, shot through with streaks of pre-cum.

Then she dove on down and sucked the seepage back off his big prick.

His cock-meat was nearly humming how.

It was like sucking on a trembling tuning fork. She gazed down his cock-shaft and watched his balls expand mightily and knew that she didn't have long to wait for dessert.

She gulped his prick deep, then pulled up to suck on the flaring cock-head. As her lips pulled, she danced her lapper against the underside of the cock-knob.

"Shoot!" she panted.

"Unghhhh!" he grunted. "Ahhhhh!" she moaned, in expectation. Jizz-jets began to dart into her mouth and throat as he blew his wad. He painted her palate and whitewashed her tonsils. He squirted cum into her cheeks and bathed her tongue and hosed her gullet.

Until his first cumming, when all the cum shot out in a single spurt, he was pumping it to her each time he slammed his cock into her mouth.

His cum was thick and rich, nourishing and creamy, and Dolly drank deeply of the sweet nectar.

After what seemed a long and glorious time, he sank back, as if stunned by his climax.

Dolly kept on sucking on his limp prick.

"More! Don't stop – keep cumming!" the greedy nymphette begged him.

She already had a bellyful of the man's cum, but she still wanted more cum.

She nursed on his prick-knob, coaxing a last glob of cum from his piss-hole, and ducked down to his balls, sucking the overflow off his cock-shaft.

She used her tongue to gather a stray drop of jism from his balls and lapped down into his groin to make sure that none of his succulent slime had escaped.

His cock was limp as a noodle now, a lot softer and more lifeless than it had been after he had blown his first creamy cum-load off prematurely.

Dolly looked at his prick wistfully. She needed a fuck, now that she'd satisfied her cum-hungry mouth – and she wouldn't have minded sucking him off again, either.

But her practiced eye told her that he was well and truly finished for the moment.

She licked her lips daintily and put her blouse back on. She gave his soft prick an affectionate and grateful kiss, then tucked it back into his pants and zippered him up, sorry to see it go.

So that was how Dolly passed her test and finally earned her driver's license.

The examiner drove them back to the motor vehicle office, not daring to be a passenger in a car driven by the girl he had just passed for her license.

Dolly had her picture taken and waited impatiently while her license was processed. Her tongue was still tingling with the sweet flavor of cock-cream, and that, in turn, was making her cunt simmer and spill juice down her naked thighs.

She badly needed a cuntful of prick.

She was licensed to drive now, but she still didn't have a car – so she couldn't pick up a boy to fuck her.

She headed for home, walking slowly and swinging her ass in a provocative way, wishing that some guy would come along and offer her a ride.

As fate would have it, her route took her past a used-car lot – where a shiny red convertible had just been placed on consignment.

Clem Grubb, who owned Uncle Grubb's Used-Cars, was inspecting the red convertible, trying to decide how much he could overcharge for it and how best to make the owner think he'd gotten a lot less.

Clem was a typical used-car salesman, with flashy clothes and a sly manner. But he was also a handsome guy, despite his slicked-back hair.

And he happened to have a huge cock.

He was horny today.

His wife had a shallow cunt-hole that could only hold about half of his prick at the best of times, and a dainty mouth that wouldn't even try.

To make matters worse, she had claimed a headache this morning, so he had come to work with a full load of cum bloating his bills.

Naturally, when he saw the sexy, nubile, blonde teenager coming down the street, swinging her adorable ass, Clem was intrigued.

He was tempted to give her a wolf whistle, since that was the sort of guy that he was.

But then she noticed the car, and her blue eyes lit up and she walked onto the lot.

"Gee, what a lovely convertible," Dolly said, admiring the glossy red car.

"Wanna buy it?" Clem asked, appraising her ass and tits as thoroughly as she was appraising the vehicle, and with every bit as much appreciation.

"How much is it?" she asked, doubtfully. "Errrr – I guess that's negotiable," he said.

"I don't have a lot of money. I'm only a schoolgirl, you know. Would you finance it?"