Pinned back on the car, Patti didn't know if she'd ever seen that look in a man's eyes. Terry had gone from quiet young neighbor to hormonal caveman in a matter of milliseconds, and now she reveled in each and every pound of pressure with which he pummeled her aching, moist folds. The sounds of sex grew louder and louder, moaned breaths becoming increasingly fervent whilst fingernails of either hand digged tentatively into her lover's shoulders. With that knee overlapping his backside she tried to hug him closer, but then it all came to a halt. She was almost disappointed when Terry climbed up, but as he pinned her chest down beneath those powerful haunches only to pull her hair she'd grin. He was rough and savage, prompting a lick of the lips before her mouth graciously hooked his tip and slid down over him. This was nothing like what Kat normally offered. No, Patti slurped him down to the very base, closing her eyes and swallowing just to let him feel the back of her throat tense about his tip.