Jamba Juice(TM)

It was a fine summer morning when he called for me.

"Are you ready?"

"Yes."

"I'm parked in the red zone in front of your house, come on down."

I slipped out of my indoor sandals into my outdoor sandals, grabbed my purse and carefully walked down the stairs.

"Hey, sweetie," I said, kissing him. He had gotten out of the car to open the door for me. Which I thought was perfectly divine!

"Hello." He pushed his tongue into my mouth and guided me into the car seat. He closed the door and walked around to the other side. He got in and kissed me again.

We drove down the street to Jamba Juice(TM) where I ordered something berry-esque, but without corn syrup-cos you KNOW they use it, and he ordered an orange banana with a protein boost. I tasted both. I preferred mine: a berry blast. Mostly strawberries.

When we got our bevvies, we went right back to the car and he drove back to the ally behind my house.

"Are you ready?" I asked.

"I am," he unzipped his flight suit.

"Undies? Really, undies?" I went to work releasing his cock from the boxer shorts he was wearing. "Hello," I gave it a lick and a suck. He inhaled deeply and took a pull on his smoothie. He put it down in the cup holder, adjusted his seat back and gave me free access to his his beautiful bod.

I got on top of him and kissed him deeply. Running my hands over his nipples, they quickly became erect so that I had to take each nipple in my mouth, gently sucking and licking each one until I could feel his hard cock poking into my leg. "All right," I said and squatting down into the cockpit I put my mouth around his cock and then slid it down to the base, slowly. I then picked up speed, and bobbed up and down as I fondled his balls through the boxer shorts. The head of his cock was exquisite and I could hardly help myself from giving it extra little licks and sucks as I would get to the top portion. I particularly spend a good deal of time, sucking on his frenulum and then moving it in and out of my mouth until finally: he spent. I swallowed and then took a pull from the smoothie. "Mmm, fruity!"

He kissed me. "Very tasty."

"And the smoothie's good too."

"Yah."

I remain,

Hilda Stinson