Sultry is the word that best describes our scene
A late evening in Late July
The thermostat says its 85 and its 2:15 AM
The lovers decide to play a favorite game
Not too dangerous but still, one never knows who may be watching
He deposits the Money for a deluxe car wash and Rolls up the window
As she wraps lips painted, warm and soft about his sex
He slides his large fingers into her wetness
Four minutes of Pure Pleasure
While all around them water pounds and Machines rock them
Inside she screams
Her orgasm muffled by a mouth filled with hard flesh
Her pleasure pushes him over the edge
It is only the roar of the dryer that prevents people filling their tanks
From hearing his release
She sits up and wipes her chin
Smiling as she always does at the way she can make him Roar
Breathing hard he straightens his clothes
Together they drive into the night
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