I looked again toward home, just a few blocks away. It surprised me how hard he was holding me, but it seemed to make my cock stand harder at attention. It surprised me how hard he was holding me, but it seemed to make my cock stand harder at attention. We started to drive, and the hand resumed its play on my thigh, this time moving more liberally, sometimes moving up and grabbing my throbbing cock, sometimes pressing a finger against my asshole. I got in the cab and he shut the door behind him. …I must have been quite a sight to see from the bar – right leg splayed out, face drained of color, biting my lip and trying my hardest not to cum right there in my pants. Instead, his cock struck my closed lips, smearing pre-cum across them and along my left cheek.
