Clifford couldn't help but sport a grin as his girlfriend showered him with sweet words. He caressed her smooth, caramel-hued gams, leaning in to plant a smooch on her cheek.
Kiona's hormones were raging as she sat in the passenger seat, bouncing her knee to keep her mind off the floodgates that were unleashing in her undies - all 'cause of his touch. She couldn't help but get all hot and bothered when she saw his inked-up, veiny hand. It had her mind wandering to some X-rated thoughts if you catch my drift.
Meanwhile, as Cliff's eyes stayed fixed on the road ahead, a mischievous grin crept across her face, her nails danced teasingly up his thigh.
"Aight now, Kiona," he warned, shooting her a cautious glance while she maintained an innocent expression.
"What I do?" she teased, suppressing her smile by biting her lip.
With a quirk of his lips, he responded to her feeble attempt at feigning innocence. "You know exactly what you doin', don't act like I won't pull this muh'fucka over."
"Nah, I'd rather you keep drivin', you know? I wanna try something," she challenged, locking eyes with him and aching with desire. Her hand slowly rose, reaching for her desired destination, gripping his manhood through the fabric of his jeans.
Cliff's chest tightened as he felt his breath catch, his lip caught between his teeth in response to the sensation of her hand caressing his manhood. He was well aware of her intentions, but he couldn't help but ask, "What you tryna get into?"
Leaning from the passenger seat, Kiona's titties spilled out of her baby pink halter top, accentuated by the gold chain he copped for their anniversary, nestled in between.
"Unzip your pants," she whispered her pink pierced tongue licking the side of his face.
Clifford bit his lower lip with such intensity that he anticipated it would draw blood. He was glad invested in tinted windows, as the ride came to a halt at the red light. With an urgent motion, his hands swiftly took care of his belt and zipper, revealing glimpses of his Calvin Kleins. Kiona wasted no time, reaching into his pants and reclaiming what rightfully belonged to her.
She couldn't help but drool at the sight of his throbbing phallus, its heft, and heat in her hands. She was all about that visual, taking in the fine-ass pink tip and the smooth chocolate shaft. Her dainty hand couldn't even wrap around the whole thing, but she was still trying to give it a go.
A grin spread wide across her face, she glanced up at his amused look through her eyelashes, as she bent down in his lap; the sounds of slurping echoing in the air, as her tongue stud grazed against his tip, leaving him arching his back in ecstasy.
"Ouuu fuck!" he groaned, his face all twisted up in pleasure, tryna retrain from grabbing her finger waved head due to not wanting to hear her going off later about him messing it up. Instead, he found solace in her curves, getting a fine grip on her ass that was tooted in the air. Kiona playfully slapped the head against her tongue, teasingly, before she effortlessly engulfed the entire thing in her mouth, her hands firmly gripping the shaft.
As she did so, he felt his toes curling inside his timbs, and a resounding smack landed on her backside. "Shit! Kiona-" he exhaled a sharp curse, his hands tightly grasping the steering wheel. His eyes fixated on the traffic light, which abruptly shifted to a vibrant shade of green, compelling him to press down on the gas pedal.
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