Katya’s body began shaking uncontrollably, she reached down placing a vice grip on his fingers, stopping them in their upward journey. David slowed to 75 MPH. Bhabhi “thanks for returning her save and sound” he called out.” Backing the car out the driveway, he heard a faint distant yell, “and happy birthday in two minutes.” Less than a mile from his drive, he stopped the car and turned on the interior lights. David reached up and took a tiny boob in his hand massaging her tit and nipple, which was rewarded by a soft moan. “Ooooooh F—u—c—k,” he moaned, thrusting his hips high off the bed holding that arched position as massive blasts one after the other of thick, white, lava hot shots of cum exploded into her moist quivering cunt. “Fuck he thought, two minutes I would have blown hot cum all over her hand and myself.”
Starting the car, they drove to her house.
