With cum smeared over your face, the just relieved driver awkwardly crawls over you to position hiimself for a fuck. Your cock rubs against the length of his chest as he moves - man, he's definately pressing down. Your hands rest on his shoulders to stop him halfway, and once again your slippery lips meet.
"Guide me", he whispers. You do this with your hands, pulling his face to one side. His kisses move to your cheek and your head stretches back to offer your neck. This feels sweet, but you want his lips around your cock. Without hurry, you move his head down further to your left nipple - it gets pinched tight between his teeth. You let out a pathetic whimper as you force his head towards the right nipple, stretching the left until it pops from his jaw.
You adjust your position to get more space to spread your legs - your hands never leave the back of his head. You can feel him resisting as you push him further down your chest so his tongue darts around your tummy button. It feels like you're hyper-ventilating and you start a count down in your head. "Ok", you think, "on zero, I'm gonna get my first suck from a guy.. it's not gonna last too long but it's gonna happen. Three." His tongue darts into your tummy button.
Two. He's sucking on your hip.
One. You reach down and hold your dick at his chin. Let's do it.
Beep-beep-doodle-beep-de-beep. What the... it's Beethoven's Fifth coming from his mobile phone. Beep-beep-doodle-beep-de-beep.
"Oh no, no no", You only mean to think it, but the words come out.
"For fuck's sake, who the fuck's that?", the driver curses as he grabs his jacket from the floor of the van.
Beep-beep-doodle-beep-de-beep.
For suck's sake indeed.
"Dan. You ok?... yeah great, just with a mate at the moment." He grins back at you.
"Dunno, in some wood somewhere near the holiday park... no I don't need a fucking pick-up, I've already picked up a very nice package for delivery to the station." He takes his cock in his spare hand and starts wanking it. You watch as it stiffens up slowly.
"Two? How the fuck did you manage to get two?... jammy bastard... yeah I should think you do need a helping hand. Where are you?... sure that's not far." His cock rises more quickly at this prospect.
"Are they gonna go anywhere? Ok, good and tight I hope. Well, I guess I'm nearly done here, so wanna meet me at the station?... Ok, I'll call you when we head off." Bleep. The call ends and the driver tosses the phone onto his jacket.
"Well my friend, I'll give you a quick suck then I'll drop you off. Got a couple of jobs need seeing to. If you catch my drift. Now, where was I... ah yessss." And with that, he's straight into your crotch, lubricating your foreskin with his spit. It sure feels good, it's a good tight suck, but there's something on your mind.
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Bu there's something on your mind.
You don't even want to ask, this is enough for one night.
If this extra pick up is what it sounds like, it could be fun.
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