Rebecca Rentzel (author)


Rebecca rentzel

4 no... 5. That's how many buttons I heard Bounce off the window that I broke off ya blouse. I took what was left of the blouse off u. U paused and had a look on ya face. I don't know if u pissed about blouse or turned on cuz u like it a Lil rough. I kinda didnt care cuz I'm turned on cuz I never did this shit before. I grabbed u by the back of the neck, slowly pulled u close, and looking u in ur eyes. I started kissing, licking , and sucking down ya neck to ur chest slowly. As if u was made out of my favorite candy and u was the last of it. Yeah that slow. I'm trying to find out what cruise ur hips r on cuz the boat is swaying back and forth and side to side. 

The lightning flashing and the rain on the windows is making a reflection against ur skin making u look drinkable. I unfastened ur bra and slowly raked my hands down ur back. Lets just say if I was blind I could read ur goose bumps like Braille. Ur body is saying a lot. Ur bra slides down ur arms slowly. Exposing ur breast. I take my shirt off throwing it in the back seat. I then lean in kissing above them, between them and all around but no nipple. I grab them in each hand squeezing them together pushing ur erect nipples out. I can't resist as u ride me at a pace of a slow pony ride at the county fair. Slow and easy. Easy and slow. I placed my lips around ur areola, then down to ya areola. Roll my tongue around ur nipple then latched on like a infant that hasn't been fed in a week. They took turns. I suck the Left then the right and back to the left. I see its making u quiver cuz it's a skip in ur stroke. And ur breathing has gone from a moan to a pant. As ur hips went from a slow pony ride to a brisk horse and carriage ride. The lightning must be getting close cuz its flashing more like u was at a photo shoot and I'm the photographer. The rain is so heavy like some one is throwing a hand full of rocks at the car over and over. 

U got a nigga biting my bottom lip. I grab u by the thighs rubbing my fingers thru the sweat. Caressing from ya thighs to ya hip like I was at a pottery class forming clay. From the hips to a hand full of ass. O my damn! fuck a brisk horse and carriage ride ur pace jumped to the Kentucky derby and u in first place. U dig ur nails in my chest as u pin me seat. I don't care about the pain just as long as u ride me like that. U got me grunting and waiving the white flag. It's soooooo wet and sooooo good. Faster, faster, faster I begged. and u delivered like the pony express. U pants went to screams as the end drew near. CLIMAX! Don't stop! Get what's urs. Come on I whispered as I held ur waist firmly. Wow everything is wet. My boxer, my pants and I don't care. Please don't stop. All of a sudden ...... Knock knock knock. We looked up at the huge flash light beam shinning right in our face. Yeah u guessed it the police... SHHHHHHIIIIIIIIIITTTTTTTTT! 

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