He laid me across the hood of the car and I haemorrhaged in anticipation. His lips grew hungrier as they combed the contours of my neck, my mouth, my chest.His breathtaking caresses sent me spiralling towards greener heavens, and I could hear the engine of my heart roaring with pleasure.
Browsing: Car Repair
He wiped his hands on a tattered cloth and eyed me, from boots to beanie. I moved closer, pulled his shaggy hair and kissed him. Fuel and sweat. Greased and ground. There were no survival tips or warning lights- just desire. A primal fire consumed us, wrenching and grinding until my scream of rapture…
He slithered into me like a wrench in a tight engine, my body twisting and yielding to his hard, greasy, thrusts. Heat reached boiling as our slick cylinders moved faster and faster, until my scream of pleasure drowned out the clank and grind of the garage.