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She did. We were on our second date and so far all we had done so far was some passionate kissing and a little groping. After seeing a movie we were in my car and I was driving on a busy freeway on the way to a restaurant. Without warning she reached over and unzipped my fly. Then she took my penis into her mouth but without pulling my briefs down first. I'd never had oral sex performed on me with my shorts still on but I got really hard anyway.
I guess this was her idea of taking our new sexual relationship in stages.
Also I was terrified because the traffic on the freeway was moving at about 65 mph and I was terrified because the distraction was causing me to swerve around in my lane. Fortunately the exit for the restaurant came up and I was relieved to get off the freeway. She still had my cock in her mouth when we pulled into the parking lot of the restaurant and I parked in a far corner. Then I helped her get my briefs down and she really went to work. I wasn't able to climax probably because of the newness of our relationship; I thought it would be too soon to cum in her mouth.
I did want to return the favor, however, so I brought her head up and kissed her and then I gently moved her back into her seat and I reached over and reclined it a little. Then I unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans and tried to pull them down a little. This was going to be hard in the cramped confines of my small car. I got her jeans down to her knees and then I tried to go down on her. As hard as I tried I just couldn't get my tongue on her clit; there just wasn't enough room to manuever. So I started kissing her mound and sucking on her pubic hair.
I was able to rub her clit a little with my finger and I could feel her getting wet so I started fingering her pussy. After a few minutes of fingering her and sucking on her pubes she was really getting wet. Apparently it was time for her to take over because she started rubbing her clit while I continued to finger her.
She rubbed out a nice one.
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Kajal Basu
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