The cool night air circulated in the car. It was autumn with winter rapidly approaching; so since the motor had been off for several minutes now, the cold seeped slowly in. Andy, however, found it more invigorating than anything else – this plus the fact that he and Lola were half naked in the car outside their home. It added a sense of adventure and daring to the act, making it seem even more lewdly exciting.

The newscaster's mind had become a whirlpool of lust as he stared in wonder at his almost totally naked wife lying there with her skirt bunched up around her waist and her little white panties clinging around one cable. He leaned up over her while her fingers sought the rigid thickness of his cock once more, and his automatically reached toward the moistly heated pussy flesh up between her legs. And then, with a low moan of wanton hunger, Lola was moving, taking the initiative as she often liked to do. She turned about, and then straddled him with her face above his massively throbbing penis, spreading her thighs wide so that he could inhale the sweet sensual fragrance of her wetly flowering cunt.

He could feel her breath hot on the sensitive head of his cock, the moisture of her tongue just ready to lick at his impatiently pulsating hardness. With a groan, he reached up and pulled her naked ass-cheeks down toward his mouth, bringing her warmly perfumed cunt to a point only inches away from his mouth. Then, with a low animal growl, he raised his head and licked his tongue into her quivering cuntal crevice that grew wet and warm against him.

"Ahhhhh! God! Sooooo gooooood!" Lola arched her back a second, screwing herself down against his heated mouth and making an obscene rolling motion with her hips, rubbing her wetly flowing cunt into his open mouth, making him lick and suck hard at it, until she lifted herself back up a little bit so that his tantalizing tongue could reach her ultra-sensitive clitoris.