At this point we've both lost control. I'm licking and munching on her pussy outside her pants and she's pulling me in by the neck, fingers in my hair. I'm eating her out as if her pants aren't there when I start to notice a warm, fragrant, clear, sticky fluid starting to build up and I realize it's her pussy juices starting to soak thru both her panties and her thin leggings. I lapped it up (no pun intended) like a man in the desert.

A few minutes later in a moment of lucidity she says ok and separates us. We're both breathing heavy. The windows are so fogged we can't even see. I can feel the moisture all around my mouth like I had just eaten a watermelon without my hands. It's like 2:30am. Not only was it way too late for a week night, but we both know if she lets me dive back in clothes are gonna start to come off.

We call it a night, I walk her to her door, kiss and I drive home, head spinning, her scent smeared across my face.