We're traveling at highway speed. Your eyes are on the road, both hands on the wheel. "This won't take long," I promise as I lean across the seat and tug on the zipper of your pants. "Let's wait until we get to the hotel," you answer, but it is already too late as I fish the big trout out of your pants. "Mmm," I moan softly as my eyes linger over the magnificent cock that I am about
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