Halloran Pass by Phil Cummings

Halloran Pass

She pulled my pants and my underwear down and began to gently suck my cock, one arm behind my back supporting her and her head between my torso and the steering wheel, very slowly moving her mouth up and down on my shaft while her other hand gripped me at the base with its palm resting on my balls. I held the wheel steady and tried to keep my foot on the gas but soon I had to pull off onto the shoulder and put it in neutral with the e-brake on. The motor hummed away uselessly in the dark as I blew my stones in Karen’s mouth.