<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/b5/dc/e0/b5dce0ef07ec3e79a4aa525fc2723860.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Timothy Smoak (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=264761.msg13074663#msg13074663)<br/><strong>Time &amp; Location</strong>: Evening | Robinson Road, Yvonne's KIA<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Yvonne<br/><strong>Content</strong>: Just driving home. Honest.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Tim had too much to take in at the moment. He tried to look at Yvonne's face, but his eyes kept dipping down to her generous chest which had felt so good pressed against him. They also wandered over to his own thigh where her hand was dangerously close to his erect penis straining in his trunks. And every now and again to the road that Yvonne seemed to be having trouble paying attention to.<br/><br/>He sucked in a breath of air as he felt her grasp his cock and let out a little, joyous laugh. He didn't say a word about it as his house passed by and emboldened reached out to caress Yvonne's thigh over her dress as the spit was on her other side.<br/><br/>"It can be. Some people seem weirdly repressed, it is very strange. I always love it when I meet those who are more liberated."<br/>