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We walk out of the theater and I can feel you growing tense as we head to the back of the parking lot. It's dark out, and our car is the only one this far back. You see my expression is dead serious. You start to ask if I am mad, but I interrupt you by pulling you to me and kissing you hard, possessively. I give your ass a firm squeeze. Then I step back. You take a look around to see if the other people coming out of the theater saw us.
"So now you're worried about being caught?" I practically growl.
I'm behind you now and you can feel me pressing against you. It's just dark enough here, we aren't easily seen. That doesn't mean, however, that we cannot be heard. The second this occurs to you, you glance around anxiously, as I lift you and set you on the trunk. I pull you forward and kiss your lips, your jaw and your neck. All while my hand roams from your knee, tracing light and firm touches.
As my fingers brush the edge of your panties, I whisper, "I'm going to make you cum for me in front of all these people. I'm going to take my naughty little angel right now, and she is going to take it until I fill her hot, tight, little pussy with cum, all while knowing these people could turn and see or hear her."
You sneak a peek over my head to double check to make sure we haven't been spotted. Your eyes close as I touch your inner thigh, moving your panties out of the way so I can lightly brush your pussy lips. They confirm my suspicion. You're soaking wet knowing we could be caught at any moment. You gasp when I shove a finger inside of you, touching everywhere. You moan when a second finger joins the first. I begin roughly shoving my fingers in and out of my naughty angel's tight, wet pussy.
You moan again and see me lower my head and lift your dress until you can't see what I am doing. You don't have to wait long to find out. I move your panties farther aside as I slowly run my tongue over your clit, still thrusting my fingers in and out of you. You look and see more people coming out of the theater. But that doesn't matter as you get closer. You try to stifle your moan as I attack your clit with my tongue. Your pussy squeezes my fingers and I moan, causing vibrations.
I feel you cum as your body contracts against my mouth; you try to stifle your groans by placing a hand over your mouth. I continue licking and finger fucking you as you cum for me. As your breathing slows, I pull my fingers, slick with your delicious juices, out of you and then pull your panties down. I put them in my pocket and pull you down off the car. As soon as your feet touch the ground I spin you around and bend you over the car. We're facing the theater. I reach around and shove my hand down the top of your dress and feel your hard nipple against my palm.
I step away. You try to stand up and turn around but I push you back down and lift the back of your dress. I can see goose bumps on your skin as the cool night air brushes on your bare ass. Then I spank you. The smack is loud, but not terribly painful. I can tell you are excited and want more.
"So you like being a naughty girl and sucking sirs' cock in public?" I spank you again.
"Yes sir," you moan.
"Well, I'm about to shove this rock hard cock into your tight, wet, little pussy right in front of all these people. I bet if you keep moaning like that, they're going to see you getting your pussy stuffed. What do you think of that?"
You're brain is jumbled. You can't think straight.
"Please," you beg.
