“I don’t know.” I peer at him. “I wish I did. I wish I could help you. But I’m as lost as you are.”
“That vet must know.”
My eyes flare. “I’m not contacting him!”
“No, you’re not. But I will.”
“John, no!” I cry. “Oh, I knew I shouldn’t have said anything. Now you could get into trouble...”
“I’m already in trouble, sweet cheeks. My dick’s about to explode and we need to do something about it.” He rubs my lips. “Any suggestions?”
Flushing, I squirm on the seat until I’m able to take out his shaft and put my mouth on it. John immediately groans, his body easing and he strokes my head. He’s too big for me to be delicate about this and I make a mess, turn sloppy and I blush because John always makes me feel so naughty. And coveted. I’m so desired by him that its borderline dangerous. With his hand on the back of my head he groans,
“Gag on it, sweet cheeks. Gag on that johnson like you mean it.”
Guttural sounds come out of my throat as I suckle him like I’m famished and he moans from the pleasure, raining praise over me until I grow so wet I need a blow-dryer or maybe a leaf blower.
He stops himself from exploding into my mouth and fists my curls to give me a spicy kiss.
The temperature in the car rises and I groan when my butt hits against the steering wheel, while John fumbles with my uniform. As soon as I’m all bare, he gets a flash of relief in his eyes.
“You know what to do,” he groans and his eyes roll back in his head. “Show me how well I’ve taught you.”
He has taught me but I’m still hesitant. I’ve never see his shaft this hopping mad and I whimper even before sliding all the way down. His hands go to my lower back and he tilts me until I cry out from shock because of this new position. He’s less careful with me than he was the first time and at first it makes my heart cower in my chest but then I give in and enjoy the ride.
Holding him with my thighs, I pant into his mouth and he swirls his tongue around, his fingers digging into my soft flesh and he curses and moans that I’m a fine girl. That he can’t believe I’m his and that he’s so fucking happy that I’m not protected.
A flash of panic flares in the back of my mind. That’s right. I could get pregnant.
“What’s that look in your eyes?” John growls and I tense but keep working him. I don’t stop. I can’t stop. I have to stop. “You’re thinking of depraving me this? You’re gonna make me beg for that sexy ass...”
He digs his nails into my buttocks and I moan from how good it feels. Everything that he does feels good.
“J...John...,” I stutter with wide eyes and I clasp his neck when he snatches me around the waist and makes me bounce until the top of my head brushes against the car ceiling.
“You’re not depraving me your womb,” he snarls and his muscles swell. “It’s mine. Now take me all the way until you feel me in your heart.”
My mouth pops open, my eyes squeezing when he slides deeper and deeper and my nails make marks on the car seats. Our moans ring in my ears, our heat causing the windows to steam and I worry we’re about to demolish the car when John clasps my face.
“Forever,” he moans. “You and me forever.”
“F...forever...,” I stutter and he gets an abandoned look on his face.
“Scream my name when I come inside you.”
“Johnnn...,” I scream and he floods me without holding back.
I don’t hold back either, pumping him dry like my life depends upon it. This time when he floods me, I feel different. This time I know there’s no barrier, nothing to stop him and I’m completely his.
****
John
Autumn’s panting against my chest and there’s a satisfied smile on her lips when she pulls back. The smile lingers when she buttons up her blouse and I watch her big tits disappear behind the blue fabric and I already miss them. Her hair’s messy and she looks at me like her heart is too.
And it feels good knowing that she’s in the same emotional turmoil as I am.
I’m going to leave with her. We’re going to have a family together.