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realized we might not have been in immediate danger. At least, it didn’t look like we were.
    Without putting much thought into it, I started to drive the car back towards home. Maybe this was a stupid move. No, in fact it was most definitely a stupid move. For all I knew, someone had been tailing us since we fled the dark side streets, hoping to find out where I live and make my entire family pay.
    In short, my absentmindedness could destroy the lives of everybody I loved.
    So I broke out of my usual route and took the car into an empty car park.
    “What are you doing?” Estella hissed.
    I tugged the park brake and sat there, the engine purring softly under my hands. “Waiting.”
    “For what ?” she asked, like I was insane.
    “To see if anyone followed us.”
    The next question hung in the air. And what will you do if they did?
    Thank Christ I’d never have to answer that. After fifteen incredibly tense minutes, the only people that went past the car park was a delivery car from Domino’s Pizza, and some kid on a skateboard.
    I wiped the sweat from my brow. “I think we’re good.” I leant back in the driver’s seat, suddenly aware of how sticky and cold I was. I licked the salt from my lips and said, “I think we hit that El Coyote dude; the guy Rol was—” but before I could finish, Estella threw herself over to my side of the car and smothered my lips with hers. Her tongue sliding into my mouth was the sweetest thing I had ever tasted. The scent of her body – perfume and makeup mixed with sweaty terror – sent a rush of blood downwards, and my cock was back and ready for action.
    Estella climbed over until the weight of her body was on mine. I was confused as hell, but not about to question or stop what was going on. My uncle’s sexy fiancé’s round ass pressed against my lap, and I could feel the friction of her heaving chest against me. At some point, her hand reached down and tugged on a lever, causing the driver’s seat to pull back. Then, she reached behind her, unhooked her black skirt and threw it off, revealing a set of lovely black panties between her firm, dark thighs.
    “Take it off,” she said, her hair covering her eyes.
    I didn’t have to ask what. What I did ask, stupidly, was: “Are you sure?”
    In response, she bent forward and tugged my shorts down for me – boxers and all.
    When Estella took the throbbing head of my prick in her mouth, it was like being a kid on Christmas morning. Her experienced MILF’s tongue sent waves of pleasure through my crotch, and I abandoned all self-consciousness by letting out a long, low moan. I tangled my fingers in her dark hair, guiding her bobbing head up and down my shaft. Oh God, the years she had lived had really taught her how to suck a dick. I thrusted my hips up in synch with her bobbing head, and despite sending every inch of my man-meat down her throat, Estella didn’t gag once.
    She let out a high-pitched, squealing gasp when I finally let her pull her head away from my cock. I could feel the hot, stringy coating of the saliva covering the length of my dick, which would make what came next much easier.
    With more than a little awkwardness, Estella half-stood-half-crouched so that she could slide her black panties off.
    That’s it. Come to me…
    She lowered herself over my standing dick, and I felt my head part her sweet MILF’s lips and slide easily into her. Estella sighed as her bare womanhood enveloped the length of my shaft. “Did I just take your virginity, baby?” she cooed slyly.
    I couldn’t lie to her. I had tried my best not to let it show, tried to rein in my excitement so as to not give away that yes, the most anyone had ever done was touch me. I nodded in the dark.
    She leant down and kissed me deep, rocking on my lap. When our mouths separated, she whispered, “You deserve this much after what you did.”
    Really? Running over three men and damaging your company’s car? I wasn’t about to argue. I was happy