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needn’t have worried. No sooner had we returned to the ferry terminal than he slid the van in between a lorry and a big camper, and behind another van, so there was no possibility of anyone seeing into our cab unless they actually stuck their nose against the window. I knew what was coming and how I’d play it, pretending to be reluctant. He gets off on that, and I don’t know why, but so do I. Even as the sound of the engine died he was turning to me, his face split by a big, dirty grin.
    â€˜How about my blow job?’
    â€˜You are a dirty pig, you know that?’
    â€˜What, because I like a blow job? Everybody likes a blow job.’
    â€˜Maybe, but not normally like this.’
    â€˜Aw, go on, Fizz, you gave me one last time.’
    â€˜As a special favour. That doesn’t mean I have to give you one every time.’
    â€˜Well, I could do with another favour right now. I always get stiff when I wake up. Look.’
    He’d pulled his cock out, holding it proud of his fly, already half erect. Immediately he began to pull on it, sighing in contentment as more blood pumped in.Despite more than a little chagrin at the way he treated me, there was no denying my instinct: to take him in my mouth. I decided I’d shown enough resistance.
    â€˜OK, if you take your balls out too.’
    â€˜That’s my girl!’
    He complied, slipped a hand into his fly to pull out his balls. I love the look of a man like that, with just his cock and balls out of his trousers, otherwise fully dressed, or maybe with his top off if he has a good torso. It’s so much hornier than naked. I bent down, using my fingernails to tease under his balls and up the long, thick shaft of his now fully erect cock. He let me do it for a moment, then gave a low growl under his breath.
    â€˜Get on with it, Fizz!’
    â€˜Pig.’
    I just managed to get the word out before he guided my head down onto his erection, with his hand twisted into my hair. As I began to suck, so he began to play with the nape of my neck, which gets me every time. He chuckled as I grew more eager, and I could see his face from the corner of my eye, grinning down at me as I sucked on his penis, no doubt enjoying the power as much as the pleasure. I didn’t mind. I’d have been the same, and he was turning me on by being firm with me.
    That was part of the thrill; the other was knowing that it was just possible we’d get caught, maybe by a fellow passenger casting a curious glance in at our window as he passed, maybe by some official with a torch, maybe even by an illegal immigrant sneaking in among the lorries and vans. In any event they would get an eyeful of me with my mouth wide around Steve’s erection.
    Steve was trying to pull up my top and I let him, knowing it would make the view that much ruder. With my bra unclipped I slipped the cups up myself, relishing that delicious moment of exposure as I came fully bare. He began to stroke my chest, his breathing now hoarse with excitement as I tugged him into my mouth and squeezed on his balls. I was wondering if I dared go further, maybe to push my jeans and knickers down and play with myself as I sucked, making both my exposure and my pleasure complete. My hand had even gone to the button of my jeans when he grunted and came, too fast for me as usual, but I wasn’t finished.
    I pulled back, dizzy with sex and my mouth full of the taste of man. The side of the lorry was just a couple of feet from my window, blocking off any possibility of us really being seen. In a moment I had my jeans and knickers down, leaving myself nude from my ankles to my neck, deliciously, delightfully bare. I let my legs wide, drawing a grunt of surprise from Steve.
    â€˜I’d have fucked you if I’d known you were so horny.’
    â€˜You should have done. Now get down there.’
    â€˜You are one dirty bitch, Fizz.’
    His hand went between my thighs, manipulating me. A