Well, I do… because I have them all the time! “You need to relax,” said my friend. There was no way I could resist her soft skin as I massaged her. “I… my hands were cramping up,” I lied as I tried to keep my heightened state of arousal in check. “No… nothing,” I managed to stutter between to moans. “Shut up and drive,” responded her girlfriend in an angry voice as she momentarily pulled away from my cunt. “Fuck the massage,” she whispered as she pulled me in for a long, passionate kiss. Not wasting a second, she unzipped my jeans and, after a short struggle due to the lack of space, managed to remove them. The more she moaned, the more turned on I got. “Y… yeah,” I stuttered as I opened the door and hurried out of the vehicle. Then again, that could just have been my imagination.
