Emo Beauty Washes My Classic Ride

Minha namorada emo branquinha de olhos azuise cabelo azul lavando meu carro um Chevrolet caprice verde 1971

The sun beat down on the aging blacktop, casting a hazy glow over the vintage Chevrolet Caprice. Mina, my emo girlfriend, was on her knees, her white thighs slick with a mix of sweat and soapy water. Her eyes, a piercing blue, were concentrated on the task at hand, oblivious to the heat or the dirt. Mina's long, blue hair was tied up in a messy ponytail, a few stray strands clinging to her pale, flushed cheeks. Her tank top, already damp, clung to her small, firm breasts, the dark nipples visible through the thin fabric. I watched her from the porch, the summer air heavy with the scent of her lavender shampoo and the car's industrial rust. She moved her hands over the car's surface, the curves of her fingers tracing the steel. Her lips were squid in a perpetual pout, her eyeliner running just a bit. Minutes later, she stood and stretched, her pale, flat stomach on full display. She turned to me, her eyes now smoldering. She tossed the sponge into the bucket and wiped her hands on her shorts. "All done," she called out, a sultry smile playing on her lips. She walked over to me, her hips swinging slightly. I grabbed her, pulling her in for a hard, deep kiss. She moaned into my mouth, her hands gripping my shirt. Her hands shot down to my cock, rubbing me hard through my jeans. I grabbed a handful of her long blue hair, tugging her head back to expose her throat. I kissed down her neck, sucking hard enough to leave a mark. Her breath hitched as I bit down gently, her body pressing against mine. I led her inside, my hand on the small of her back, guiding her to the bedroom. She looked at me, her eyes full of lust and anticipation. I pushed her down on the bed, her back arching as she landed on the soft mattress. I crawled over her, my body covering hers, my mouth finding hers again. Her hands roamed my body, her touch electric. I grabbed her wrists, pinning them above her head as I kissed down her chest, her stomach, and finally, between her legs. She bucked her hips, a soft moan escaping her lips as my tongue found her clit, sucking and licking in a rhythm that had her writhing beneath me.

Mina's breath grew ragged as I teased her, my tongue delving deeper, tasting her sweetness. She tried to squirm, to grind against my face, but I held her hips firm, keeping her right where I wanted her. Her whimpers filled the room, urging me on, her body arching as I slipped a finger inside her, then another, curling them to hit that spot that made her gasp. She tugged at her wrists, testing my hold, but I didn't relent. Instead, I redoubled my efforts, sucking her clit into my mouth, the sensation making her hips jerk. "Fuck," she breathed, her voice hoarse. "Please, don't stop." I didn't plan to. I wanted to feel her come undone, to taste her release on my tongue. But Mina had other plans. With a sudden surge of strength, she yanked her wrists free and pushed me back. Before I could react, she was on her knees, her hands tugging at my belt. "Mina—" I started, but she silenced me with a look. She unbuttoned my jeans, pushing them down along with my boxers, freeing my cock. She stroked me, her small hand surprisingly strong, her thumb swirling over the sensitive tip. I groaned, my head falling back as she leaned in, her tongue replacing her hand. She took me into her mouth, her cheeks hollowing out as she sucked me deep. Her eyes, a stormy blue, locked onto mine, the connection sending a jolt of pleasure straight to my cock. "And I thought I was the one who knew what I was doing," she teased, pulling back just enough to speak. She grinned. "Lie back. Let me work."

I leaned back, my elbows digging into the mattress as I watched her. Mina's grip tightened around the base of my cock, her mouth descending again, taking me deeper this time. Her tongue swirled, her teeth grazed lightly, and she pulled back with a wet pop, a string of saliva connecting her lips to my shaft. She licked her lips, a wicked grin spreading across her face. She kept her eyes on mine, her mouth enveloping me again, her head bobbing in a steady rhythm. Her other hand slid between her own legs, her fingers moving in time with her mouth's movements. She moaned softly, the vibration sending shockwaves through my body. I reached down, my fingers tangling in her blue hair, not to guide her, but to feel the soft strands against my skin. She hummed in approval, her pace quickening. Her cheeks flushed, her eyes watered slightly, but she didn't stop. She took me deeper, her gag reflex kicking in, but she breathed through it, her hand working in tandem with her mouth. I could feel my orgasm building, the pressure in my balls intensifying. I tried to warn her, to pull back, but she gripped my hips, her nails digging into my skin, holding me in place. She wanted this, wanted to taste me, to feel me come undone in her mouth. "Mina," I groaned, my voice a low rumble. "I'm close." She pulled back, her hand replacing her mouth, stroking me firmly. "Come for me," she whispered, her voice husky. "I want to see you lose control." Her words were my undoing. I came with a roar, my body convulsing as I spilled into her waiting hand. She stroked me through my orgasm, her touch gentle now, coaxing every last drop from me. She leaned in, her tongue lapping at the sensitive tip, cleaning me. She crawled up my body, her lips finding mine in a deep, passionate kiss. I could taste myself on her, the saltiness mingling with the sweetness of her mouth. I reached between us, my fingers finding her wet and ready. She gasped into my mouth, her hips grinding against my hand. "I need you inside me," she breathed, pulling back to look at me. Her eyes were wild, her cheeks flushed, her body glowing with a sheen of sweat. I didn't need to be told twice. I rolled us over, positioning myself at her entrance. She wrapped her legs around my waist, her heels digging into my back, urging me on. I slid into her, her tight heat enveloping me, a groan ripping from my throat. She felt incredible, her body clenching around mine, her hips moving in sync with my thrusts.

The sun was still high, casting a warm glow over the aging blacktop as I pulled Mina to her feet. She grabbed my shirt, tugging me toward the car. She spun around, her hands braced on the hood, her ass pressed against me. She looked back over her shoulder, her eyes smoldering. "Right here," she demanded, her voice husky. "I want you to fuck me right here." I didn't need to be told twice. I grabbed her hips, pulling her against me, feeling her heat through my jeans. She ground against me, a soft moan escaping her lips. I leaned over her, my chest pressing against her back, my mouth finding her ear. "Is this what you want?" I growled, my teeth nipping at her lobe. "You want me to fuck you in broad daylight, right here on the hood of this car?" She nodded, her breath hitching as I trailed kisses down her neck. "Yes," she breathed. "Please." She arched her back, her ass pushing against me insistently. I reached around, my hand sliding between her legs. She was soaked, her folds slick and ready. I rubbed her clit, my fingers circling the sensitive nub, making her moan and press back against me. I undid my jeans, pushing them down just enough to free my cock. I positioned myself at her entrance, teasing her with the tip. She whimpered, trying to push back, to take me in, but I held her hips firm, keeping her right where I wanted her. "Please," she begged, her voice a desperate whimper. "I need you inside me. Now." I slammed into her, a groan ripping from my throat as her tight heat enveloped me. She cried out, her body arching as she took me in. I started to move, my hips pounding against her, my cock sliding in and out of her slick heat. She met my thrusts, her body pushing back against mine, our flesh slapping together in a wild, carnal rhythm. The car hood was warm beneath her, the heat seeping into her skin, amplifying the sensation of my body against hers. She reached up, her hands bracing against the windshield, her knuckles turning white as she pushed back against me. Her breath came in ragged gasps, her moans filling the air, mixing with the sound of our bodies coming together. She was close, I could feel it in the way her body tensed, in the way her inner muscles clenched around me. I reached around, my fingers finding her clit, rubbing it in time with my thrusts. She cried out, her body convulsing as her orgasm hit her. Her inner muscles clamped down on me, her body milking me, drawing me deeper. I groaned, my own release building, my balls tightening as I neared the edge. She looked back at me, her eyes wild, her mouth open in a silent scream as her orgasm ripped through her. The sight of her, the feel of her, the sound of her—it was too much. I came with a roar, my body slamming into hers as I spilled myself inside her. She collapsed forward, her body shaking with the aftershocks of her orgasm. I leaned over her, my body covering hers, my heart pounding in my chest. I kissed her shoulder, her neck, her cheek, tasting the salt of her sweat. She turned her head, her lips finding mine in a deep, passionate kiss. We stayed like that for a moment, our bodies entwined, our breaths mingling, our hearts beating as one. She turned around, her hands going to my cheeks, her thumbs brushing across my lips. She smiled at me, her eyes soft, her body relaxed. "Let's go inside," she said, her voice a soft purr. "I'm not done with you yet." She tugged me toward the house, her hand in mine, her body swaying as she walked. I followed her, my body already stirring, ready for whatever she had in mind next.

Inside, the cool air conditioning hit my skin, a stark contrast to the heat outside. Mina led me straight to the bathroom, her steps purposeful. She turned on the faucet, the water splashing into the deep tub. I watched her, my eyes tracing the curve of her spine, the sway of her hips. She glanced back at me, a smirk playing on her lips. "Join me?" she asked, her voice a low purr. I stepped into the bathroom, the tiles cool under my feet. I kicked off my jeans, my cock already hardening again at the sight of her. She turned to face me, her eyes roaming over my body, a hunger in her gaze. She stepped into the tub, the water rising around her, her body disappearing under the surface. She leaned back, her breasts breaking the surface, her nipples hard peaks. She beckoned me with a crook of her finger, a wicked smile on her face. I stepped into the tub, the water enveloping me, the heat seeping into my muscles. I sat down, my back against the cool porcelain, my legs spread wide. Mina straddled me, her knees pressing into my sides. She leaned in, her lips finding mine in a deep kiss. Her tongue explored my mouth, her hands tangling in my hair. She pulled back, her breath coming in soft pants. Her eyes met mine, her pupils dilated, her lips swollen from our kiss. She reached between us, her hand wrapping around my cock, positioning me at her entrance. She sank down onto me, a soft moan escaping her lips as she took me in. She started to move, her hips rolling, her body sliding up and down my shaft. The water sloshed around us, the sound mixing with our moans, our breaths, our bodies coming together in a wet, carnal rhythm. She leaned in, her lips finding my neck, her teeth nipping at my skin. I groaned, my hands gripping her hips, my fingers digging into her soft flesh. She gasped, her body arching as I thrust up into her, my cock hitting that spot deep inside her that made her cry out. "Right there," she panted, her body moving faster, her breaths coming in ragged gasps. "Don't stop. Please, don't stop." I complied, my hips moving in sync with hers, our bodies slapping together, the water splashing around us. Her body tensed, her inner muscles clamping down on me as her orgasm hit her. She cried out, her body convulsing, her nails digging into my shoulders. The sight of her, the feel of her, the sound of her—it was too much. I came with a groan, my body slamming into hers, my cock pulsing as I spilled myself inside her. She collapsed against me, her body shaking with the aftershocks of her orgasm. Her head rested on my shoulder, her breath hot against my neck. Her body was limp, her limbs heavy, but I could already feel her heart rate picking up, her breath hitching as she stirred back to life. Mina's head lifted, her eyes locked with mine. Her lips curled into a wicked smile, her tongue darting out to lick the water from her lips. "Really?" I asked, a low chuckle rumbling in my chest, my cock already twitching, ready for more. "Again?"