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it! She didn’t understand it – usually guys had blown their wad after a few minutes of her oral technique! Emma then tried licking Bob’s hairy balls while she tried to jack off his dick with her hands, and noticed another nearly imperceptible hardening of his cock.
    It was unbelievable – she had spent ten minutes fellating Bob and he was barely hard! She looked up at him with stunned eyes, wondering if he was impotent. The heat from the van and her cock-sucking was now making her sweat profusely – her hoodie and shorts were now starting to get damp.
    Bob looked down at Emma with a sneer and said, “That’s it, bitch! Keep going – don’t stop!” He grabbed his dick and then proceeded to slap her cheeks with his semi-hard schlong, clearly enjoying the moment. “That’s right, choke on that big cock!”
    I’m not going to choke on it unless it gets hard, Emma thought to herself, kind of annoyed at her predicament. She tried a different tactic and repeatedly spat on his cock with thick gobs of spit, making Bob’s dick shiny and dripping messily.
    Then Emma swallowed the cock before letting it slip out of her mouth. She knew she looked incredibly hot and sexy; multiple ropes of bubbling saliva hung from her luscious red lips to Bob’s cock and a few strands were running down her chin. Then she slurped and devoured down her saliva like a hungry cat lapping up milk, before repeating the entire process. Slowly, with this slippery and frothy method, Emma’s long, talented tongue and her pretty mouth caused Bob’s dick to become slowly engorged.
    She thought excitedly, finally! The meat-pole between her lips was beginning to pulse with life, and the young blonde knew she had to take steps a bit further to complete her job. Emma looked up into Bob’s eyes and knew he was starting to get really turned on.
    So she stopped sucking Bob’s dick, and instead pulled down the front zipper of her hoodie way down so that it went just past her naval. This shocked Bob, as he was led to believe he’d only receive a blowjob today. Emma’s formerly tight hoodie was now showing off a remarkable amount of creamy and soft flesh, and her nipples were nearly visible for the ice cream man to gawk at. If the girl twisted her torso or moved in any way, no matter how slight the movement, her nipples became visible as the hoodie could barely contained her bouncy tits now.
    “You don’t mind me getting myself comfortable, do you?” the blonde asked, giggling. “I mean – it’s pretty hot in here!”
    She actually wasn’t lying, since the midday sun heated the interior of the van, Emma began to get a bit sweaty and sticky from just sucking cock. The luscious blonde stood up suddenly and feigned interest in the van, pretending to look around, but really giving Bob plenty of chances to see her fleshy tits and smoking body. The birthday boy’s eyes bulged in their sockets with such a sexy chick in front of him.
    “Go ahead, make yourself at home!” Bob blurted out, ogling the blonde as she opened up the doors to one of the ice cream counters and bent over to peek inside with her perky ass jutting up in the air. It was the tiniest pair of shorts he had ever seen on a chick, and the material so thin he could see the folds of her pussy clearly.
    Emma looked over at Bob and asked, “Can I have an ice cream?”
    “Shit – go for it!” he blurted out, too distracted by the fact that her right tit had freed itself from her hoodie, the nipple rock hard from the cold of the ice cream freezer.
    “Thank you!” she giggled, grabbed a cone and scooped up some vanilla ice cream.
    Emma knew Bob was watching her intently, so she raised one of her legs girlishly for him to keep his eyes on her legs and ass as she scooped her ice cream. Then she simply stood in front of Bob and slowly licked, nibbled and slurped on her ice cream as if she would a cock. She took note that Bob’s dick now seemed to be half erect.
    Within a few minutes –