Chapter 247

Marry Me, Mary

She stretched in the back seat of the car, yanked her legs wide enough for his viewing and penetration and with her fingers in her mouth, she called on him and invited him between her legs.

“Come and have your food, daddy,” she said twisted her waist impatiently and brought her finger on her breasts which she squeezed erotically and gaped as heavy moan trumpeted through her mouth.

Like a gentle cat, Frank crawled back to the seat, groped in the dark car and found her thighs. By the grace of the moon light that shone in the rear screen, he could see her lustful face that wanted more than sex; more than passion and action; more than bonding; it was an insatiable lustful face. He measured up to her and she could guess the stiffened s******** caressing through her thighs was his penis; one big shaft that would never leave her memory after seeing it for the first time in their previous session.

Holding onto her skull and stroking her ponytail, he sa