Following Steve, I walked to the car parked outside. The blue color Rover resembled a beast, to carry me to the hell. The chilling night was the next thing caught my mind. Sleepy eyes and tired muscles pushed me to have a seat, of course only after signaled by Steve.
Mark took the seat beside me, not to my shock, Steve adjusted the mirror before we started as he was in the driver seat. Mark touched my nipples after which his fingers breezed over my boobs. He caressed my ass, with the other hand, pressing and squeezing them. I was in no mood to enjoy it but deep inside I don't want him to stop.
A few seconds later, his wet lips skated around my pink nipples and triggered the energy, in the form of horniness, into my tired body. Like a tide, my hand went over pulled his head tight into me. He opened his lips and allowed more than half of my 32c girls to get all wet in his saliva.
I could see Steve eyes, filled with lust and excitement urging me to do something new, in the mirror.
"Do you want me to taste your ass," I asked Mark.
"What the fuck..." he nagged and murmured in my ears, "You deserve some shit on your lips bitch."
Mark quickly removed his pants and turned around to show his ass inches away from my nose.
"If not in sex..." I spanked his butt, "I would have killed you," saying it out of the agony, caused by his rude comments. I jumped on to his ass like a hungry tiger and started to lick it.
"Get your tongue in there, my sweetheart," Steve asked me.
My tightened tongue muscle made its way into Marks tight asshole.
"Holy shit..." Mark moaned in pleasure and said "You bitch... for the god sake, I hadn't flushed it, better stop doing it."