Written by Edygistville…
Once out of town, Bill raced the car down the road, anxious to stuff his rooster up between the cute girl’s legs. When they finally turned from the highway to the empty road that led to the river, Deborah quickly lowered Anthony’s zip and pull out his hard Joystick.
Grasping the thick, throbbing organ in her trembling hand, she found the thickness of it wildly exciting. The Hot teen could feel the hot blood pulsing through his big veins as his hard rooster strained up toward the sky. Little drops of pre-Pour were oozing out from the slit on the end of his black rooster-head. She could feel Anthony’s body shivering with excitement as she lovingly jerk his thick shaft up and down over his steel-hard shaft.
Watching the cute girl stroking his friend’s throbbing tool, Bill was so excited he could hardly keep the speeding car on the narrow winding road. Anxious to get to the river where he, too, could enjoy the cute girl’s slutty body, he was driving as fast as he dared.
Deborah couldn’t wait to get to the river either. Her hot little Well was creaming to feel a big hard Joystick in it. The desire was so intense that Deborah knew she couldn’t wait another minute.
Unable to control herself any longer, she pulled her dress up. Facing Anthony, she climbed his thigh on her knees. With one arm around his shoulder for support, she grasped the thick base of his shaft with her free hand and guided his Joystick-head up toward her slowly descending Kittycat.
The Hot girl shuddered with excitement when she felt his big hard Joystick-head brush against the juicy flesh between her cream-slickened Kittycat-lips. Because of the way the speeding car was tilting around the tight turns, Deborah was having trouble guiding his beautiful Joystick into her Kittycat.
“Oh, my God!” she gasped when she felt his Joystick-head slip through her tight, but juicy little hole. “Oh, so good … so good!”
When his Joystick was all the way in to his balls, Deborah locked her arms around his neck and clutched him tightly as she looked over his shoulder at the dusty road disappearing behind them. The bumpy, twisting road was causing his swollen Joystick to vibrate deliciously in her tight little Bleep-hole.
“Oh, Anthony,” she whispered into his ear, pushing her slippery Kittycat down around the thick length of his Joystick. “Your hard Joystick feels so good in me.”
Passionately holding tight to him, she began sliding her tight young Kittycat up and down his hard, black Joystick.
“Oh, Bleep, honey, Bleep!” she squealed, squeezing her hot Unclad thighs against his hips.
To Be Continued…