The meadowland #2

Back at the car he skins up and I lean over the farm gate that holds in the meadowland. He stands next to me and we smoke. He 'mms' and giggles at my provocative positioning. He stands behind me and pulls up my dress. He runs his fingers between the lips of my cunt and I am absolutely soaking. He gnaws my earlobe, kisses my ear and I hear him mutter extremities into my skin as his fingers touch the swollen, sodden mess of me. He starts to rub me and I flatten one leg up high  against the top of the fence. I can just about here fluid drip onto the dirt. He's reaching through the sleeve of my dress and grabbing my breasts and squeezing the skin. My legs are shaking and the noise of passing cars is making me more excited. What can the divers see. What if one stopped. I hop down and grab the blanket from the car and usher him back behind the gate. I drop it on the ground and demand to be fucked and he obliges and I come again. He stands after and I start sucking him. Long hard soothing licks blend  into desperate choking. He grabs my head and pushes down. He jerks himself with his hand and rubs the wet tip against my lips. He spurts down my throat and I grip his thighs as he shakes and steadies.