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sigh as her fingers circled his thickness, warm and smooth against her hand. He was circumcised. A lot of American men were, she’d read. Somehow that made him seem even more exotic to her and more naked, vulnerable in a way she couldn’t quite define. She felt his hips shift beneath her caress with that almost instinctual urge all men have, no matter where they’re from: the urge to hump.
    Then she straddled his legs and bent over him, her cool breasts relishing the warmth of his thigh as she took his cock into her mouth. A soft moan squeezed from between his lips. He reached down and curled his fingers in her hair as she fucked him with her mouth, intrigued by the smoothness of him, like warm, muscular silk against her tongue.
    ‘Oh God,’ he gasped. ‘Go easy. I won’t last long like this. Driving all day gets me keyed up. I’m not used to relief coming in such a nice package.’
    She pulled away just enough to speak. ‘You make yourself come, then?’
    The lighting was poor, but she imagined she could see colour warm his face. ‘Man’s gotta do what a man’s gotta do.’
    She gave him a long lick as though his cock was ice cream, then cradled his erection between her breasts and moved against him. ‘It makes me hot, the thought of you having a good wank. Do you do it here, on this mattress?’
    ‘Sometimes.’ His voice came out a grunt as he cupped her tits and found his rhythm. ‘Sometimes I can’t wait. Sometimes I do it while I’m driving.’ He half swallowed the last word and she bent down far enough to lick the tip of his cock with each thrust, in and out of the tight fuck hole she had created between her breasts.
    She teased the head of his penis with little nips of her front teeth that made him suck oxygen in quick, shallow gasps.
    He withdrew his hand from the back of her head, and she heard the sound of a condom being unwrapped. ‘I want to be in more than just your mouth,’ he whispered, handing her the condom.
    Once he was sheathed, she mounted him, holding her pussy lips splayed so he could see as she guided his cock into her. She angled and shifted, until she could feel the soft nuzzling of his pubic hair against her smoothness, until she could feel the heat of him radiating up through her, warming her from the inside out.
    But before she could thrust, he grabbed her hips and held her still. ‘Wait just a second,’ he spoke around laboured breath. ‘We have time for the niceties.’ His warm fingers caressed her goose fleshed breasts, his thumbs raking across her nipples. Then he moved a hand down over her belly to stroke her smoothness and finger her clit, which pearled against his touch.
    At last, when her whole body ached to bear down, he began to thrust, rocking, moving in a serpentine motion that created just the right friction against all the right places. She whimpered impatience and began to ride him, grinding her bottom down hard against him with each thrust. She felt the delicious bounce of her breasts and the powerful pull, stronger than gravity, that caused her to lean forward until she was pressed against his chest, legs drawn up close by his ribs, her mouth eating his.
    He gathered her to him, and rolled until she was beneath him, wrapping her legs around him and arching up to meet his thrusts. They were close, almost there. She could feel the tension building in his hard muscles until they practically quivered against her. His thrusts grew harder and deeper, accompanied by feral grunts and moans, to which she responded in kind. The truck rocked beneath them as they shoved and pushed.
    When he came, his whole body shuddered as though it would break. She wasn’t far behind him, shoving against him and crying out until her throat was raw, coming as though she would never stop.
    Dolly Parton was crooning Jolene on the radio as they fell asleep in each other’s arms.
    The rain passed before dawn. In the morning the heavy feel of summer had returned with a vengeance. They