Now inside the "Bat Cave" we parked, and quickly got out to take a look around. The cave was cool and quiet, with only the sounds of cars rushing by overhead and the occasional echoes of us as we talked quietly.I walked around the car as Stephen followed me, and pushing me up against it, he rubbed his hard cock against my stomach. I laid back as he quickly unzipped my jeans and then knelt down to run his tongue through my freshly shaven snatch, tasting the sweet droplets of my orgasmic nectar. I began shaking, the Bat Cave echoing with my pleasured moans, causing Stephen's tongue to probe for more of my pussy cream.His cock was throbbing now, aching to be swallowed up by my moist pink meat. Stephen turned me around and bent me over the car; echoes of moaning and licking swirled around the cave.
