His chest heaved, his slacks barely zipped up, his softening dick still twitching from the hot load he'd just shot down my throat. 

  

  

   My lips were swollen, slick with spit and the lingering taste of his salty cum, and I licked them slowly, savoring every drop while my pussy throbbed with unrelenting need.

  

  

   I leaned back in the passenger seat, my plaid skirt bunched around my hips, my bare, glistening cunt exposed to the cool air of the car. 

  

  

   My fingers were still wet from fingering myself to a shuddering orgasm while sucking him off, my juices leaving a slick stain on the leather seat. 

  

  

   But it wasn't enough, not...