“I doubt if their rendezvous point is very far away so we should know shortly if we’re right.”
“How will we know if we can’t see them?” Jasmine asks but I’m already a few steps ahead of her.
“She’ll have to take them back,” I say. “Check the time. How long has she been gone?”
“A couple of minutes, why?”
“Because I need to know how long I can be inside the house when she takes them back,” I say confidently.
“What? You’re going into her house?” she asks.
“While she’s gone,” I confirm. “When she drives away, I’ll duck under the garage door before it closes and scope out the love nest.” I decided not to say fuckfest to Jasmine.
“How will you get back out?” she asks.
“Either through the garage or the back door depending on whether she has a deadbolt,” I answer. We wait for eight more minutes, a total of ten, before the SUV reappears and the garage door goes up.
“Ten minutes,” Jasmine says. “That’s all the time you’ll have.” Her voice betrays her nervousness.
“That’s plenty of time,” I answer.
“What do we do now, just wait?” Jasmine asks.
“Well, we could just sit here and wait,” I answer, pulling her tightly against me and brushing my fingers through her hair.
“Or…?” she asks.
“Didn’t you once tell me you’ve had some experience in parked cars?” I ask.
“Only in backseats,” she answers, looking over her shoulder at the back seat. “How long do you think they’ll be inside?”
“Not sure so we better get to it,” I smile. After turning off the dome light, I open my door and we scramble out on my side and into the backseat. Jasmine pushes me onto my back as soon as the door closes and starts unfastening my belt. I lift my ass off the seat so she can pull my jeans down and she quickly frees my hard cock from my boxers.
It doesn’t take me long to remember how talented Jasmine is with her mouth as she caresses my balls and bobs her head up and down on my cock. Fuck!
“God! I’ve missed you so much,” she says as he pauses for a breath and then nibbles along the side of my erect shaft.
“I missed you more,” I tease and she bites the side of my dick in response. “OW!” I cry while she laughs and then slides her lips all the way down to the base of my cock. Nestled in her throat I don’t give another thought to the bite. I just curl my fingers in her hair and hump my ass off the seat in sync with her rapid rhythm.
It occurs to me that Jasmine is still fully dressed as my urgency rises to a throbbing peak and I fuck her mouth with impatiently hard strokes. Her fingers continue to tease my balls as she drives me to my release.
“Oh God! I’m going to cum,” I warn her as she pumps my cock with her hand and swirls her tongue around my cockhead. “Oh fuck!” My cock erupts inside her mouth and I jerk violently through a series of pleasure-inducing spurts that Jasmine successfully swallows without breaking her rhythm. She milks my cock completely dry before releasing it from her mouth and sitting back on her heels.
“Mmmm,” she smiles while wiping a stray string of cum from her bottom lip. “I think I missed you more,” she says as she tugs her jeans and thong down together and tosses them on the floor mat.
“Come on, Tongue-man, do your stuff,” she says, lying back and spreading her legs. I’m still catching my breath from my orgasm as I lower my mouth to Jasmine’s succulent pussy. She’s already wet when my fingers slide her unruly hair out of the way and expose her pink pussy lips. I love Jasmine’s thick bush but crisply trimmed pubic hair like Barbara’s has its advantages.
Lowering my mouth, I take one long lick from the bottom of her pussy lips to the top, spreading them apart with my tongue. Her sweet flavor and familiar aroma send erotic signals to my spent cock and I take a deep breath before plunging my tongue deep inside her opening.
“Oh fuck, yes!” Jasmine cries as my tongue starts to explore her delectable pussy. I tongue-fuck her pussy, nibble her labia and flick my tongue over her clit until she’s writhing around on the seat and moaning loudly. With one hand on her curly mound, I try to hold her still as I suck her engorged clit into my mouth.
“Ohhhh! Mike!” she pants, grabbing my head with her hands and bucking wildly against my mouth. I pump a finger into her blazing hole while sucking steadily on her sensitive love button.
“Ohhh! Yeah! Fuck yeah!” Jasmine clenches her pussy around my finger and digs her fingers into my scalp as her orgasm hits with a vengeance.
“Oh God! So good! So good, Mike! Oh FUCK!” she convulses against my face, squeezing her thighs tightly around my head until I can barely breath. Shaking and trembling, she pushes my mouth away from her pussy and collapses back on the seat.
“I definitely missed you more,” she gasps while sucking air into her lungs. I drink hungrily from her thick flow of juices, swiping my tongue around her soggy opening as I breathe in her erotic scent.
We’re only naked from the waist down but that’s all that matters right now. I kneel on the seat between her legs and position my fully recovered cock at the threshold to her love canal. She opens her thighs a little wider and my cock glides smoothly into her slick hole. Jasmine locks her heals around my ass and pulls me deeper inside as I piston my cock in and out of her soggy pussy.
Our urgent need recovers quickly and she’s bucking her hips off the seat as I repeatedly slam into her with my hard cock. There isn’t room for us to stretch out so I can’t kiss her while we fuck. I just grab her thighs and pound my cock into her until I feel her pussy muscles tighten around me. With one final thrust, I jam my cock deep inside her quivering pussy, sending us both over the top.
“Oh God! Oh Fuck! Oh! Oh! Ohhhhh!” Jasmine cries as the shockwaves crash through her body and I shakily spew a large load of cum deep inside her pussy.
Pulling out my spent cock, I scoot back so I can lean down and kiss her lips. She sucks my pussy soaked tongue into her mouth while pushing her fingers into my hair and pulling my face tightly against hers.
“This idea of yours better work,” she says when we break the kiss.
“It will,” I answer confidently. Looking up, I notice a light in one of the upstairs windows. “I bet that’s where they are. We better get dressed,” I add, kissing her quickly before sitting beside her.
We dress and move back into the front seat. The car smells like raw sex and I lower my window a few inches, although the smell is not unpleasant.
“When she takes them back, I’m going to go in and check it out,” I remind her.
“I’m going with you,” she insists.
“You can’t,” I answer. “Someone has to keep watch.” Then an idea hits me. “Wait here, I have an idea,” I tell her, popping the trunk and getting out of the car. I get the laptop and Bluetooth camera from the trunk.
“We can do a dry run,” I offer, getting back in the car and booting up the laptop.
“What do you mean?” Jasmine asks, scooting away to give me room to work on the computer.
“This is a Bluetooth camera,” I say, handing it to her. “Next week I’m going to sneak it into Stephanie’s bedroom,” I explain. “This signal booster should let us capture the video from up to 100 feet away.” I hold up the tiny USB device to show her before plugging it into the laptop.
“Wow! Is this legal?” Jasmine asks, inspecting the tiny camera.