1. Roadside Assistance - part 1


    Date: 10/6/2016, Categories: Anal, First Time, Shemales, Author: eddieblueeyes123, Rating: 75, Source: xHamster

    by D E Collier I Pulled over in the rain, to see if the girl standing next to her broken down car, needed help. Checked out her car, and couldn't help checking out the beautiful owner and would be motorist beside it looking flustered. I gave the ailing auto my best imitation of a once over and offered my grim conclusion, "I think you are going to need a tow" and called a tow truck. She was a damsel in a dress, and I had helped solve her distress. She stood 5 foot 4 inches, small perky breasts clinging to her American Apparel T Shirt, through some divine lacy creation doing its imitation of a bra. Her hips curved out and around, two bubbles of perfection rounded out her delightful posterior. Full pouty lips turned down in seductive dismay. And then she looked up at me, into what seemed my very soul, and pierced her way through to my heart, on a return trip from my nether regions. Green eyes pinned me dreamily to this very spot on the earth. I dared not move for fear of destroying the perfection of this moment. We made small talk, and caught each other smiling back and forth with our eyes. Thought occurs to me, as my increasingly excited body and brain, wonder duo of missing the obvious, feel the light bulb going off over my head. What the living hell was I doing flirting on the side of the road in the rain, when I had a perfectly warm and dry car, burning up the overpriced petrol, running behind me?! The gallant and now aroused, after humiliating myself by keeping this honey ...
    haired, curvy cutie, in such harsh climate, Me, offers the "Carriage Awaits" routine and we pour our dripping, and me now tingling with curiosity, bodies into the wonderful, end to rain, comfortable car. We are chatting away, as we install ourselves in dry seats. Giddily I am flirting. I am corny, and cute, humble, helpful, humorous (with good teeth and deep blue eyes), and by some miracle she is buying my shtick!?! Clumsily, as we dry our selves off with a clean beach towel, I had stashed in my trunk, we touch fleetingly here and there, but with increasing frequency. Stray fingers brush bare, soft creamy thigh. She steadies herself dramatically as she builds and sneezes (real, but cute, and not those horrible squeak sneeze deals.) Where she steadies herself is with a clutching, flexing left hand on the wonderful upper thigh, beginning of the groin land, lap of mine. She, with much surprises, apologizes, but her hand never quite finishes the effort to leave its new purchase (Quite alright, for an understanding man like me, wink wink.) I am helping her dry her hair now. We are weaving in and around each other, becoming quite tangled in each other’s limbs, torsos, beach towel, and smiles. I take a chance, impulsively darting bravely forward, and steal a kiss. She lets the kiss linger. Our eyes open before each other and the chemistry, lightning bolt, pheromone, chromosome, oh how I want to hear her moan.... HONK!!!!! HONK!!!!! HONK!!!!!! Damn tow truck destroys our moment, and ...
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