Chapter 92

BRIAN

I want to cry when I see her pull her panties and shorts back on, hiding that beautiful pussy from me. My cock feels like it’s going to explode at any second, and there’s a large wet stain on the front of my pants from Mandy’s perfect pussy. If I think about how good she’d tasted or how tight and wet her cunt had felt clutching at my finger, I’ll lose what little restraint I have left, so instead I watch her climb over the seat and stifle a groan at the sight of her sweet little ass sticking up in the air before getting out to walk around to the driver’s side.

She buckles herself in and sets the stuffed dog in between her legs. Once we’re on the road, I reach over and rest my hand on her thigh because not touching her is just not an option. She smiles and rests her hand on mine. I can’t believe I let things go as far as they did, but I know I’d do it all over again if given the chance. I can’t say no to her. There’s no denying that I’m in love with her. I just don’t want to make