TS Alexus 844-332-2639 EXT 349

They say there’s something women like about a pickup man. I couldn’t know for sure what the appeal is, but it turns me on when he helps me into his lifted pickup truck. He rolls down the windows and turns up the radio as we travel down old backroads. They twist and turn, following the path around landmarks instead of cutting right through nature’s beauty like the highways do.

With the wind blowing my hair all around the cab, I shift onto my knees and lean over the console. His cheek blush, and he adjusts his ballcap, tugging it down to hide his emotions. His nervous chuckles give him away, though. My hand rubs over his crotch. We’d talked before about how he’d never experienced road head. After today, he won’t be able to say that anymore.

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Hot Rod

Savannah 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 255

I was in the market for a new car and found an ad in the paper for a reasonably priced sports car. It was summer and I thought ‘what the hell’. So, I called the number and set up a meeting to go look at the car, possibly test drive it if I liked it. When I arrived, I was met by an older gentleman who showed me the car. It was cherry red and in excellent condition for the year. I decided to test drive it and the man quickly got the keys and hopped in the passenger seat.

As, I flew down the road, the wind in my hair, I felt free. The car drove well, but I had other things on my mind. The man, although he was much older than me, he was quite attractive. We stopped at a local restaurant to turn around and I convinced him to drive back. I turned the music up loud and began to touch his chest. When he didn’t object, I started to unzip his pants, feeling his nice, throbbing cock through his boxers. Continue reading “Hot Rod”