Last night, after drinks, I walked back to my parked car with my date. At my car, he leaned against it and pulled me into him. He whispered in my ear that he was about to find out just how responsive my body could be. As he kissed me, ran his tongue along my neck, I could feel my body weakening. The warmth between my legs turned liquid. He whispered again, I want to hear you cum. He put his hand beneath my skirt and raised it until his fingers were brushing against my clit. The slight pressure was enough. My breath caught in my throat and I felt his eyes on me. I came against his fingers. One last kiss, and then the whisper again in my ear - take off your panties, I want them. I complied immediately, dropping them, pulling first one ankle out, and then the other. I felt like a lady, I felt like a whore. He took them and pressed them to his face, breathing in my scent.
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