Highway Dream

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Highway Dream

The car speeds down the open road
In summer sun and all blue sky
You sit beside in relaxed mode
And watch the scenery go by

The day goes on, the heat has built
With the roof down you want a tan
The highway’s clear, you have no guilt
Undue your blouse, you have a plan

So there you sit, blouse open wide
Your breasts receive the sunshine’s rays
I watch you, eyes closed, at my side
So beautiful, these summer days

Now as you doze, your skirt rides up
Your legs ajar, show well toned thighs
Nipples are hard, a breast you cup
And from your mouth come little sighs

I watch the road, no-one around
Your nipples and your breasts you feel
I glance at you, my heart does pound
Watch hands caress, mind in a reel!

What’s in your dream I’d love to know
As tween your legs a hand does roam
And at your crutch your fingers go
To explore now, that hot wet home

What’s in your dream? It seems to work!
Pants to the side are pushed with ease
At you cunt lips, now, fingers lurk
Your clit you find and start to tease

I watch the sweat upon your brow
As busy hands your senses raise
You’ve set the tone; I’m horny now
On fingers at your cunt I gaze

My flesh stands hard against my jeans
I need release, I need you so
And I must find the ways and means
For us to make our passions grow

Cannot go on, this is too much
Must stop; all concentration lost
Slow down, you’re busy at your crutch
Must find a place at any cost

So off the road I swerve the car
As suddenly your dream does end
I smile and, with my door ajar
Suggest our sexual needs to spend

We step out and as we embrace
Our hands do feel our bodies hot
I need to have your sex at pace
Within this barren parking lot

Over the trunk I ask you bend
Soaking panties thrown to the ground
As I release my hard bell-end
And feel the moistness of your mound

No-one to see me take her here
Feel at her sex, her cunt lips part
My prick I wank, towards I steer
Your honey pot to dip, I start

As with small effort I explore
The target of my sexual needs
The entrance to your cunt and more
Please ram it home, your voice, it pleads

I do and feel you warm and tight
Caress my prick with muscles toned
And fuck you now with all my might
Teasing your clit with skills I’ve honed

Until you cry you’re going to cum
Climax against my throbbing prick
Your body shakes, enough for some
But rarely do you miss a trick

Instructed, I must take it out
My cock placed where she wants it now
Into her arse, there is no doubt
To fuck her there, so in I plough

Little resistance to my shaft
Probe gently in, my cock it must
And fuck her arse, I love this craft
She cums again and groans in lust

My penis swells, I want to spend
She knows me, can translate that code
Steadies herself, I’m soon to end
And in her bowels I will explode

I’m finished, filled her arse with cream
She stands and turns to kiss my face
Have realised this highway dream
To make love in this open space

So there, beside the long highway
Me, and my wife of fourteen years
Against the car trunk, spent, we lay
And wipe away those happy tears

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