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Just A Blow Job This Time

Jenny stood on the kerb outside the gym, with her badminton racquet in hand. The cool breeze seemed to blow right through her body, the relative warmth of the gymnasium a mere sentimental memory. As she attempted to keep warm by bouncing on the spot, a dark blue sports car pulled up. She opened the door and got in. “Sorry, Jenny, have you been waiting long? The traffic is awful.” “It’s okay, you’re here now.” “You smell good.” “It’s just the soap from the shower.” Dan looked at Jenny and then dropped his gaze to the pert mounds under her T shirt. There was no attempt to disguise his lustful perusal of her body. “These are almost tights. You can see your panties through them!” “I always play badminton in them, it’s so easy to move around the court.” “They’re fantastic, Jenny!” “Are you hard already?” “You know I am, babe.” Dan took her hand and guided it over the swelling in his trousers. “Hmmm… you’re not wrong. Where do you want to go?” “I thought Meadow Road again.” Jenny shrugged in acceptance to this suggestion. “I’ll sort something out babe. I know it’s not ideal.” “While it’s quick, I don’t mind. But if you want to do more stuff, I want my comfort.” “I want to kiss every inch of you, Jenny, you know that.” “Better sort something then.” “I know, you know how it is. I'll book us a hotel.” “A hotel! Okay, that would be good.” Dan smiled and slipped his left hand between Jenny’s legs as he drove the few miles to their spot. He could feel the warmth from her pussy as he ...

... traced his fingers over her puffy lips. Jenny knew he knew how she liked to be touched just there. Gently, but firmly, especially through her pantyhose. No one had ever treated her like Dan. He was so caring and kind, but she wished he would last a bit longer. He said it was because she was so hot. Jenny took the compliment, but figured it might help to be in better surroundings. Dan turned past the disused gas holder and along the perimeter road of the industrial estate, where a number of un-named roads led to the back of derelict units. It was hardly the most picturesque of places, but it had a kind of gritty, urban charm and it wouldn’t be for long anyway. “Do you want me to suck you a bit first?” Dan fondled her breasts through her clothes as he spoke. Her nipples were growing erect as he massaged them between his fingers. “Yes, that would be wonderful. But go slowly.” Jenny smiled naughtily, stroking his cock through his clothes. “Unless…?” “Unless what?” asked Dan. “Why don’t I just do you a blowjob this time? It’s so awkward in the car.” “Do you mean I can come in your mouth?” “Yes, if you like.” “Oh, I thought you said you didn’t do that.” “I lied,” said Jenny, with a look that made him nearly come in his pants. A broad smile spread across Dan’s face as she unfastened his button and then drew down the zip on his trousers. After a little struggle, she prised his dick free. Its length and veiny hardness fascinated her. “I love it when you go commando. You don’t go like this ...