The long night ride home alone I glance the confused and bitterly worned out beauty without words of action in my arsenal, only fear because she's hot and tempting. I want to part her legs, gyrate near her juices and savor the taste of her sweetness. I want to insert my hardness between her open walls, so I can hear her screams, and feel her cries nestling on my sweaty six-pack of s-e-x.

People begin to stare at air of passion being taken in by the movements of our drenched bodies. There with the night fading, we cum as we near the final stop, never to see each other again