Sexy Petite Squirting Car Sex Valerica Steele

The sun beat down on the car’s leather seats, baking the interior like an oven, but Valerica Steele was burning hotter. Her petite frame was a lie; she was a fucking inferno. She straddled the gearshift, her tiny skirt riding up to expose the wet cunt that had been teasing me all day. She leaned in, her breath hot on my ear, and whispered, “Fuck me like you mean it.” Her hands were already working my belt, yanking it loose. She unzipped my pants, reached in, and pulled out my hard cock, stroking it roughly. “Mmm, look at this thick fucking shaft,” she purred, licking her lips. She spit on her hand and jerked me off, her tiny fist working my length. She leaned down, her tongue tracing the vein on the underside, before taking me into her mouth, sucking hard. I groaned, my hands fisting her purple hair. She deep-throated me, her nose pressing against my pubes, gagging slightly. She pulled off, a string of saliva connecting her mouth to my cock. She wiped her mouth, a wicked grin on her face. “Fuck, you’re dirty,” I growled. She just laughed, her eyes gleaming with mischief. She turned around, her ass in the air, and backed up onto my cock, impaling herself. She rode me hard, her pussy squeezing my shaft, her moans filling the car. She reached between her legs, rubbing her clit, her body shaking. She came with a scream, her pussy squirting all over my cock and the seat. She collapsed forward, her body shaking with aftershocks. I grabbed her hips, pounding into her, chasing my own release. I came with a roar, filling her pussy with my cum. She pulled off, turning to face me, a satisfied smile on her face. “Good boy,” she said, leaning in to kiss me, her tongue exploring my mouth. I could taste her pussy on her lips, and it was fucking intoxicating.