"Me, I'm impatient," Jesper says with a laugh. He also feels like he's floating or dancing on the cusp of something powerful, light-headed and thrilled, and he smiles as he cards his fingers through Wilhelm's hair. He makes room for him between his legs as best as he can, he has very long lean limbs, probably too long to be comfortable in small convertibles. But he's having fun so it doesn't matter.
His breath catches when Wilhelm's hand touches him and he moves his hips up so he can tug his pants and underwear down. Jesper shivers at the first press of lips to his hot and hard cock, the hand not tangled in his hair caressing Wilhelm's cheek. "Then you'll fuck me." He fills in for him with a laugh. "You better, been thinking about riding you since we got in this vehicle."
He doesn't care which seat it's in, but Jesper at least thinks very much about how obvious it is to find this sexy. The high speed, the power of the car, Wilhelm seeming so confident and easy behind the wheel, it was inevitable. And he suspects it was all on purpose, outside of a fun date Jesper's never been able to experience before.
"Anyone ever told you that you have perfect pouty lips? They look like they were made to suck me." Jesper smirks and purposely moves his hips so that he touches Wilhelm's face where he lets him, his shaft rubbing against his mouth and cheeks. Suggestive and pleading all at once. "It was one of the first things I thought when I saw your pretty face."
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His breath catches when Wilhelm's hand touches him and he moves his hips up so he can tug his pants and underwear down. Jesper shivers at the first press of lips to his hot and hard cock, the hand not tangled in his hair caressing Wilhelm's cheek. "Then you'll fuck me." He fills in for him with a laugh. "You better, been thinking about riding you since we got in this vehicle."
He doesn't care which seat it's in, but Jesper at least thinks very much about how obvious it is to find this sexy. The high speed, the power of the car, Wilhelm seeming so confident and easy behind the wheel, it was inevitable. And he suspects it was all on purpose, outside of a fun date Jesper's never been able to experience before.
"Anyone ever told you that you have perfect pouty lips? They look like they were made to suck me." Jesper smirks and purposely moves his hips so that he touches Wilhelm's face where he lets him, his shaft rubbing against his mouth and cheeks. Suggestive and pleading all at once. "It was one of the first things I thought when I saw your pretty face."