Meanwhile, Brad was still massaging her wet pussy, and he shifted her thong aside so he could rub her swollen clit. Brad got out of the car and grabbed for his shirt. Village sex He gave it a squeeze, and then lifted her up onto the side of the car. The sun had set by now, and Katie eagerly awaited the touch of Brad’s lips. She threw the shirt onto the front seat, and Brad slid his hands down along Katie’s hips and under her ass. His hand slid between her legs, and began to gently massage her pussy through her silky thong. “Thanks for filling us up!” Katie said as she drove away. Brad was grunting and groaning from under her, and he felt her juices run out down his ball sack, onto the seat of the car.
