It reeked of him and carried his masculine, powerful essence inside - you could feel it every time you got into the car.The driver's seat had worn down over the course of the 9 years he drove the car until it fit the outline of his hard man ass perfectly. I always felt like I was sitting in his funky crotch whenever I drove his car. The upholstery was brown fabric and carried his heat and the musky man smell of him (or at least it did in my imagination). I used to have fun once in a while sucking him off when he drove - I would rub my face against the grain of the driver's seat fabric and drive myself crazy feeling the coarse, rough texture of his trousers and that wonderful musky man-smelling hard cock of his throbbing when I went down on it. His car sometimes just wouldn't start for him in the winter. I always got half hard whenever I was with him in his ride and I had to get out and fool with the carb while he cranked and cranked.He parked it in our underground garage where we. He picked up the speed, his breathing becoming quicker and heavier, as did Bella's. His thrusting began to slow down as he was getting close to his climax, Bells, pulling on the chair arms to get deeper onto his cock gasped for air, as Martin began to cum. Her body and legs tensed up, pulling Martin towards her as her toes curled as she began to cum too, pushing Martins cock out of her as a mixture of his cum and her squirt ran down her pussy and butthole, pooling underneath her on the chair. Martin almost collapsed on her, trying to catch his breath. Bella wrapping her legs round him as she took a huge breath, her cheeks red and a few beads of sweat forming on her head. Martin stood up, smiling at Bella, his legs wobbly as he walked back to the setee and began putting his boxers back on, his soaking wet cock still semi-erect."How was that?" I asked both of them"F**king incredible" Martin gasped as he sat back down.I looked down at Bella, still rosy cheeked from her orgasm, a huge.
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