Eddie strained forward in the confines of the car, reaching out with his tongue to probe into the narrow slit of her pussy. His tongue went into her, and he began to move it in and out, flicking it from his mouth to the rhythm she had already set in her wildly gyrating pelvis.

Sally began to move faster. He went back to her clitoris and licked her, furiously, as she arched up at him off the seat of the Porsche grinding her open cunt with wild abandon into his face.

Moving up and down her furrow, she felt his tongue, alive on her, lashing at her clitoris, accelerating her on, moving her upward, where she soared with ecstasy of her passion to the heights, and there was a great rushing, whistling wind in her ears, as great, explosive spasms of orgasmic relief wracked her body. She gasped and moaned out her delight, wanting him to go on and on.

"Eddie… my God… faster… keep on harder… oh eat me… I'm… aaaaaahhhhhhh… going to… ccoccuuuuurnmmmmmmmmm… oooohhhhhhhhhhhh… I'm there… I'm cuuuuummmiiinnnngggg!"

The small brunette's body arched off the seat in a final spasm of climax and collapsed in final release as wave after wave of relaxing euphoria overcame her.

"Aaaaaahhhhh… ooooohhhhh… thank you… it was… wonderful!" she said, as she ran her fingers languidly through his short bristly hair.

She closed her eyes and leaned back in the bucket seat of the tiny foreign car savoring the warmth of her sensations. Eddie's head was in her lap, her naked thighs and buttocks exposed, and he gently rubbed his hand along the silky smoothness of her, waiting for her, allowing her to luxuriate for a few moments… until she would be ready to manipulate him to sexual release.

Finally, she stirred after a few moments, and Eddie raised himself to a sitting position. Her delicate hand reached out to his zippered fly. He heard the metallic whisper of it as she opened his trousers, dipped in a cool hand and liberated his throbbing penis, bringing it out into the car with them.