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Back seat stories-episode 1: Jules wants Jill's hairy pussy  

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3/7/2021 5:19 am

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Back seat stories-episode 1: Jules wants Jill's hairy pussy


The other morning Jules and I had the mundane task of getting a new tyre from the tyre shop. I came along for the drive. But, what a hot ride it became.
The tyre shop finished their work within an hour. But it was such a clear, blue day (although a coldish 4 degrees), we just weren’t ready go home.

“This would be a great<b> beach </font></b>day. If it was warm,” I commented.

“This summer we’ll find a naturalist beach,” Jules promised.

“Yes," I nodded. "I miss seeing the sea.”

The car was going the market in a couple of days, as we wanted a newer model. But it had served us well over the years and was still going strong. I felt like we should make a few more memories in it.

“Since we’re replacing the car soon, why don't we get frisky in the backseat?" I suggested.

Jules thought it was a great idea.

So, Jules found a quiet lay-…where we could get laid.

We climbed into the backseat, well concealed the dark privacy glass. Jules made me lay back. He really wanted to lick my pussy. I undid my jeans and he helped pulled my black panty down with it. But I was concerned. Because of Covid restrictions, I haven't been able to the spa for a Brazilian wax (Jules prefers my pussy bald). Although Jules is always happy shave , I'd been avoiding it so my hair would be long enough in a month when the spas were open again.

However, my growing bush didn’t stop our desire. Jules kneeled into the backseat footwell while I lay against the car door, propping my head watch his sexy face take over my pussy. It felt like an act of worship. I opened myself with both hands so he could reach anywhere he pleased, also wanting give him access the soft skin the inner lips, where the hair doesn’t grow. He began licking my main pussy lips softly. They felt full and warm. His tongue was heavenly. As Jules felt getting hotter and opening more, I begged, “Spit in .”

In response, he ejected a warm spray into my pussy. The impact of the spit-shot made tingle.

Seeing how turned on I was, he rubbed his tongue on the area where he had just spit, then probed a finger inside, moving in and out, and continuing to lick. After a few minutes of watching and feeling him and closing my eyes to enjoy the sensations he was giving , I began get close orgasm, “Would you like get inside ?” I offered.
He looked up from his expert work, “Not yet. I want you cum my face first.”

It excited me so much hear him say that.

Within a few seconds, I felt my pussy temperature rise more (if such a thing is possible). Wanting get even closer his expert tongue, I thrust my hips slightly upward. He continued easing his finger in and pressing and sliding his tongue deeper into my pussy lips. My pussy grasping his finger with ravenous desire, I began to cum on Jules’s face and fingers. He kept licking and probing, feeling the intensity of my heat. After many seconds, when the orgasm began to taper slightly, but my pussy was still well heated and ready for another round, I breathily asked, "Will you get inside ?"

“Not yet,” Jules replied, with terrific control. For I could see the hard-on in his jeans.

Instead he pulled and held close him as I recovered from my cum. He knew I wanted more, but he waited for my heart slow down.

“Get your jeans and let's get back into the front seats,” he said. “I have a treat for you.”

To be continued…

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