“Aanh!” Addison cried out when Preston lewdly grabbed two handfuls of her ass cheeks, groping her wholly as he feasted on her nectar covered petals. Her hips undulated underneath his mouth and even though she had limited room to move, she ground herself against him as much as she possibly could, holding his head in place with her fingers woven through his hair.<br/><br/>She rode him to the best of her ability in that cramped front seat with her body strewn across the center counsel. Though he mentioned that she was supposed to be on the lookout for any passersby, they both knew that she had absolutely no ability to do so, while he was also ravenously feasting upon her like he was.<br/><br/>When he unexpectedly reared his head back to admit his love for the taste of her sweet honeydew on his taste buds, she couldn’t help the squeak that escaped her when he lunged back down for another helping. Before long, his fervency paid off and her orgasm was cresting. “Oh, fuck! Fuck, Preston! Aaangh, God!” She cried out, gripping the seat in one hand and his head in the other, as her entirety twitched and spasmed while her orgasm ripped through her.