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Drive-In
I asked you to go out with me
You said that you would go
Now you sit here beside me
At the drive-in picture show
My arm's around your shoulder
Your perfume is in the air
What's up there on the silver screen
I don't even really care
I draw you closer to me
You turn your head, we have kiss
I feel myself get firmer
Had hoped that it would be like this
As we kiss your lips are opening
And I slip my tongue inside
Our tongue tips now are touching
And my hand begins to slide
Down lower off your shoulder
To feel your slightly heaving breast
You are not asking me to stop
This is the first part of the test
As we continue kissing
Our hands continue to explore
My left hand is on your hip
Your right hand's about to score
You are cupping where I'm bulging
Feeling the hardness of my wood
My hand is in your panties
And your pussy's feeling good
You are moaning and I'm groaning
As we continue with the dance
You have unzipped my zipper
Taken my cock out of my pants
My finger's feeling your vagina
That's getting wetter with my touch
Your hand is stroking up and down
We're enjoying this so much
Your constricting bra's unfastened
And my lips move to your nips
Where I suck and nibble on them
From areola to the tips
You lean to lick the pre-cum
From my seeping penis top
Then wrap your lips around it
I hope you're not about to stop
You consume my throbbing member
Until your chin is on my balls
I have found your swollen “G” spot
Within your flowing pussy walls
You are spraying your orgasm
I'll have to dry the sodden seat
I only know I want to fuck you
Have your pussy 'round my meat
The windows have all fogged up
From the heat of sex inside
I'm moving over to the middle
So you can climb on for the ride
You slip out of your panties
I drop my jeans down to the deck
You climb aboard, impale yourself
I put a hickey on your neck
Your pussy's squeezing, teasing
My balls are wet with honey dew
When I asked you to the drive-in show
Had hoped that I'd be fucking you
You're on top and in control
So my hope is not to be
That's quite alright, it is quite pleasing
That instead you're fucking me
You said that you would go
Now you sit here beside me
At the drive-in picture show
My arm's around your shoulder
Your perfume is in the air
What's up there on the silver screen
I don't even really care
I draw you closer to me
You turn your head, we have kiss
I feel myself get firmer
Had hoped that it would be like this
As we kiss your lips are opening
And I slip my tongue inside
Our tongue tips now are touching
And my hand begins to slide
Down lower off your shoulder
To feel your slightly heaving breast
You are not asking me to stop
This is the first part of the test
As we continue kissing
Our hands continue to explore
My left hand is on your hip
Your right hand's about to score
You are cupping where I'm bulging
Feeling the hardness of my wood
My hand is in your panties
And your pussy's feeling good
You are moaning and I'm groaning
As we continue with the dance
You have unzipped my zipper
Taken my cock out of my pants
My finger's feeling your vagina
That's getting wetter with my touch
Your hand is stroking up and down
We're enjoying this so much
Your constricting bra's unfastened
And my lips move to your nips
Where I suck and nibble on them
From areola to the tips
You lean to lick the pre-cum
From my seeping penis top
Then wrap your lips around it
I hope you're not about to stop
You consume my throbbing member
Until your chin is on my balls
I have found your swollen “G” spot
Within your flowing pussy walls
You are spraying your orgasm
I'll have to dry the sodden seat
I only know I want to fuck you
Have your pussy 'round my meat
The windows have all fogged up
From the heat of sex inside
I'm moving over to the middle
So you can climb on for the ride
You slip out of your panties
I drop my jeans down to the deck
You climb aboard, impale yourself
I put a hickey on your neck
Your pussy's squeezing, teasing
My balls are wet with honey dew
When I asked you to the drive-in show
Had hoped that I'd be fucking you
You're on top and in control
So my hope is not to be
That's quite alright, it is quite pleasing
That instead you're fucking me
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