Flip Fucking And Fisting Fun

I had my hands on her shoulders, pushing her body onto the car and holding her in place as I fucked her from behind. Cartoon sex I whispered in her ear, “My turn now.”
“Fuck me already god dammit!” she spoke into the hood. “Yes! Her thick black mane flopped over her face and shoulders, covering one eye. She dove a hand into my shorts and began rhythmically rolling my balls in her palm, all the while making slow swirls with her tongue along the delicate underside of my foreskin. The late morning sun warmed Elysa’s dark skin and reflected off her brilliant green-tinted sunglasses, amplifying her joyous smile. The sun shone hot and blooming wildflowers lit up the surroundings. She’d send me suggestive texts from her bed while I was supposed to be studying, or pass neatly folded notes with dirty messages inside: “I fingered myself thinking about you this morning”, or “I’m not wearing panties under my dress.” She loved to tease, and I loved the attention.