Giving in to her wishes, he took his foot off the gas and put it in cruise control, then he lean his seat back a little to give her more room to work. Finally taking her eyes off of him she opens her mouth wide and easily fits all of his soft dick inside her mouth. It was still soft in her mouth. Next, she seals her soft lips around the base of his shaft as tightly as she can. Inside her mouth, her tongue is working furiously, flicking his tip and wrapping around his shaft like a boa constrictor until his malleable dick is sopping wet with her saliva.
She’s done it, she’s flipped the switch, he can feel himself slowly began to expand inside of her mouth. As his circumference widens she is forced to expand her tight lips to accommodate. And as he grow he feel the tip of his dick pushing against the back of her throat. She gags and is eventually forced to retreat upward until her mouth is no longer at the base of his shaft but much higher now. Just a few seconds’ prior she easily had her lips pressed against his stomach, now her lips are at least six inches away from his stomach and she still finds herself with more than a mouthful of firm dick.
She uses her left hand to brush her hair to one side of her face so he can see her better. She looks up at him and smiles with his dick still in her mouth, he feel her teeth against his tender skin. Then she looks back at the job she has ahead of her, the smile fades away, her lips form a seal again around his shaft and she goes to work. Working the top few inches of his colossal cock with her loving mouth.
“Aahh…” He can’t help a quiet gasp of pleasure escaping from his lips. She lifts her left hand to his mouth and places a finger over his lips to shush him. Then she wraps the same hand around the base of his shaft and begins twisting it while she works the top with her mouth. He checked the rearview mirror, everyone is still fast asleep.
While Mrs. Orton is doing her thing, he turn his eyes back to the road. The road is clear except for a semi in the lane next to him and back a few yards. As the semi pulls next to him he look up at the driver. He looks at him, back at the road and then does a double take back at him, or more specifically at the blond bobbing head in his lap. He quickly lower his speed several miles per hour by knocking the cruise control switch a couple times. The semi pulls ahead and he change lanes, positioning the suburban behind him.
“Everything okay?” Mrs. Orton asks him, coming up for air.
“Yeah, fine. Don’t stop.” He tell her. And she doesn’t have to be told twice. She checks for herself to make sure everyone is still asleep and then goes right back to his massive dick. She gets into a good rhythm and keeps it. As they drive through the dark desert on cruise control Mrs. Orton makes love to him with her mouth on cruise control. Her head going up and down, her hand stroking him in time.
For twenty miles or more he fuck her mouth like that. He keep his left hand on the wheel but he let his right wander. He run his fingers through her blond hair. He rest his hand on the back of her head and gently push it down with each bob. She gets the himssage and takes even more of him into her mouth with each bob.
His hand leaves her head and travels down her back. He lift her shirt up halfway just so he can feel the skin of her lower back as its arched. He stretch, traveling further onto her firm ass. Her jeans are too tight, and her butt is so flexed in this position that it’s impossible for him to really hold on to anything.
He let his hand travel slowly back up to the back of her head and repeat this process several times. He let his eyes shift as rapidly as possible from the road, to the rear-view mirror, to the incredible site of Mrs. Orton sucking his dick.
As they pass mile marker, Mrs. Orton begins to pick up the pace. Bobbing quicker, stroking him faster and faster. The incredible feeling causes the involuntary thrusting forward of his hips. This spurs her on even more. He check the rear view, Vicky is stirring slightly and a pair of headlights is not far behind us. Mrs. Orton sucks harder and faster.
In one swift motion, she lets his dick spring free from her mouth and takes hold of it with both hands, pumping furiously, her saliva removing any friction. She lifts her face to MIke, kisses his mouth and shoves her tongue down his throat. He can feel it. She’s coaxing it right of him.
There are no cars in front of them but he was still worried about swerving, plus he was about to bust and he don’t want to cum all over the steering wheel so he pull Mrs. Orton off of his face. Then he push her head down into his lap. She doesn’t need any more guidance. Keeping both hands on his fat dick, she takes the rest of it back into her mouth.
“Ooohh…” He struggle to keep another gasp of pleasure in as his muscles spasm and send a hot load of cum up his shaft and into Mrs. Orton’s mouth. She Looks up at him, milking his dick with her hands while swallowing every drop of cum with her mouth. He saw her throat muscles contract as she sucks his dick like a straw, sucking him dry.