Page 59 of Baby Girl

I turned and looked as he walked around the car, his jeans at his thighs, his still stiff cock sticking out in front of him.

He came behind me and lifted my dress. His right hand grabbed my hip and pulled me back toward him. I bend my knees. I felt the head of his cock pressing against my lips, and then slide in.

Holy fuck, this isn’t going to take long for me….Oh. My. God.

I looked down at the people, and he started to slide out slowly. He pressed it back in, and held his hips against my butt. I felt his chest against my back, and his hand grabbed my hair. I felt his breath on my right ear.

“See that car down there? You have about two minutes until they’re up here. That’s if there’s no one else already coming up ahead of them. Now, Kelli, I want you to cum on my cock. Do you hear me?” he said harshly.

I nodded my head.

“Do you hear me?”

“Yes. Yes sir,” I responded. Oh God. Get to fucking me, already.

He slid out and began to fuck me hard - harder than he ever has before. He was jackhammering me. Slap, slap, slap, slap…I heard his hips against my butt. This isn’t going to take long, not long at all.

“What do you do when I tell you to do something?” he asked as he fucked me harder and harder.

I closed my eyes and began to cum.

“What do you fucking do when I tell you to do something?” He screamed.

Oh shit, I was supposed to answer that.

“Do it, baby. I do it” I responded.

“Cum, you sexy little bitch. Cum.” He screamed.

He reached under me and pinched my right nipple in his finger and held it.

“Cum.”

In and out he forced himself. A sensation rang from my nipple to my groin. His cock felt so good sliding in and out. Focus Kelli, focus.

Ouch!! Holy fuck.

His left hand slapped my ass hard.

And I exploded. I screamed.

“I’m cumming….I am cumming…Oh God.”

“Yes…yes…yes,”

“Eriiiiikkkkkkk,”

“Oh – my – God,”

I heard a car come over the bump and onto our level of the roof. I could hear it accelerating. He slid out, and backed against the car, facing me. My dress fell to my thighs. I stood, looking over the edge of the roof, my legs shaking. I heard the car park. People started talking. As the voices got farther away, I turned toward Erik.

“I want you to fuck my mouth, I want your cum. You didn’t cum.” I said, as I got onto my knees.

The concrete felt harsh against my knees. I moved, but it didn’t feel better. I moved backward, and pressed my back against the concrete wall where I stood a few minutes before.

“You come look over the edge, and shove your cock in my mouth,” I demanded.

“You have about three minutes before someone’s up here. Hurry the fuck up,” I said, laughing.