I can’t remember who found him, it definitly wasn’t me or Nike, neither of us have the patience to look for a wrench, let alone a person. Hindi sex I sit back in my seat comfortably, my right hand on the shifter, my left hand placed loosely on the wheel. I’m concentrating on Nike now, how beautiful she is, how great she smells, how tight and wet her cunt is. Suddenly Nike reaches her hand down to her cunt and rubs at it for a second, “Is there still cum in me?” she asks, looking up at me. “Ahhhh!” we both scream, though Nike adds a ‘fuck’ or ‘shit’ here and there. “Fuck you!” she’s getting angry, she doesn’t like to be told what to do when she has a dick in her.
