College runner dry humps leading to car sex after her race [Car sex]
Her track spikes were still laced up tight, but her sweaty leggings were pushed down to her ankles, leaving her pussy bare and hungry. She’d just won the race, adrenaline pumping through her veins, and now she was riding his cock, dry humping him in the backseat of his car. The engine was off, the windows fogged up, and the only sound was her heavy breathing and the wet slap of her cunt against his jeans. He gripped her tight ass, pulling her down harder, grinding her clit against the rough denim. She leaned in, bit his earlobe, and whispered filthy words, telling him she wanted to feel his cum deep inside her, coating her fertile cunt. He didn’t need to be told twice. He flipped her over, yanked her leggings off completely, and spread her legs wide. His cock was out, thick and hard, rubbing against her slit. He spat on his hand, lubed up his shaft, and rammed it into her, making her scream. The car rocked with the force of his thrusts, her tits bouncing wildly, and her pussy making obscene squelching noises as he fucked her raw. She reached down, rubbing her clit furiously, matching his rhythm. Her orgasm hit her like a freight train, her body convulsing as she came all over his cock. He grunted, his hips bucking wildly as he filled her with his hot, sticky load, his fingers digging into her thighs.
