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All night she was having fun with me. She decided to wear her very revealing, low cut slinky dark green dress. Making excuses to lean across the table to taste my food, she gave me a very good view of her cleavage. Her big, full breasts somehow being held in and not flopping out. I kind of wanted them to.
Her curvy ass was also so sexy in her dress. She went for a refill at the bar, her hips swaying as she walked, then draping herself over the wooden bar. I’m sure every man’s jaw dropped when they saw the split of her dress, her sexy smooth legs and the glimpse of her fishnets. She has a great ass, nice deep cleavage and cheeks you want to slap. The dress molded so nicely around her shapely ass and with her figure, she looked amazing.
As we enjoyed our desserts her foot found my crotch under the table. She rubbed my bulge, already straining due to her breasts and ass exciting me. She loved to tease me and was reveling in it. The fact that the man in his thirties sitting next to us was watching as ümraniye escort she did this only added to her enjoyment. She was an exhibitionist through and through. The glint in her eye and curve of her smile suggesting she was indeed enjoying herself.
I half expected her to slide under the table, unzip me and suck me in front of everyone. She obviously felt sexy, horny and in control. Her index finger wiping some cream off her plate. Sucking her finger expertly to savour the cream. That, along with her foot pressed on me, had me throbbing and ready to fuck. My desire amplified by the very public place.
We exchanged those delicious smiles of implied innuendo and flirting glances that suggested much more to come. I paid the bill, her hand grabbing and squeezing my ass in front of the maitre d. We left. The night was balmy, nice cool breeze and as we walked to the car her hand found my crotch again. Rubbing my shaft, fingertips teasing my head. I couldn’t take it anymore. My lust and desire pendik escort took over.
I grabbed her by the waist, swinging her around and pushing her onto the bonnet of the nearest car. Her hands on the cool metal, ass pointed towards me. My leg pressing between hers, she willingly spread them. I lifted her dress as I unzipped my already hard cock. Pushing it in between her legs, the convenience of her not wearing panties. She moaned her little girl moan, so cute and so sexy.
I wasn’t in the mood for cute. I was in the mood for fucking. Pushing my cock into her hard, driving it deep into her wet pussy. The flirting from before having got her aroused and wet. I grabbed a handful of her hair, pushing her head forward.
“This is what you want you isn’t it? Me fucking you.”
“Fuck yes” her reply as she pushed her ass back on me, telling me to fuck her hard. Pulling her hair made her that much hornier, she wanted it a little rough, wanted to feel my desire. My other hand holding bostancı escort her hips, alternating with slapping her ass and pulling her deeper onto me. So tight, so wet, so horny and ready. Her ass shaking as I pounded her. Her big breasts finally falling free, swinging pendulously beneath her.
Our passion was overwhelming. Harder and harder I fucked and harder and harder she pushed back on me. She clenched, her body willing me to cum. I didn’t disappoint. Clenching my buttocks tight as my cock throbbed and came inside her. She loved that feeling. Knowing my cum, my hot seed was filling her, made her feel so satisfied. I leaned forward and kissed her, She laughed.
“Look behind you.”
I turned around. At the window of the sports bar were a dozen men, laughing jeering, giving me the thumbs up.
“Hahaha, oh fuck.” I said zipping up as she rearranged herself. She then turned to her fans and blew them a kiss. Apart from the couple of men grabbing their crotches and pointing at her, most of them cheered.
She had the biggest smile on her face as we finally found our car. As we sat and I started the engine she reached over and grabbed me again.
“Nights not over.”
With her words, I don’t think I’ve ever driven home so fast.
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