Caught With Big Dick In My Ass Pt 3

His hard cock was peaking over his underwear. I reached my hand inside and started massaging the head using precum as lubrication. He started humping my hand.
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“Fuck Neill, fuck Liam,” ran through my mind as my car sped through town. “I don’t need this shit. I don’t mean anything? Fuck him then.” I was angry and sad at the same time, and it took about fifteen minutes for me to cool down and think logically. Maybe Neill was right, maybe it was just hot sex… No, it couldn’t be. He was messing with my head. I saw his face, his body, felt his hot breath on my skin, tasted him in my mouth; and started to get a little hard (okay, very hard) thinking about him. How I could produce another hard-on, I don’t know. As it was, I ignored my burning, wet cock and focused on the road and the thoughts buzzing in my head. It couldn’t just be hot sex. I’d never felt like that before. Nor had I felt so utterly desolate as I did when he said it didn’t mean anything. I felt like I might die.
At the same time, I felt cheap, angry and stupid for enjoying what had happened (okay, loving what had happened with Neill). I was just like all the other fucks Neill had had, only I wasn’t a girl; that somehow made it worse, like he was indiscriminate about whom he gave favours to. He’d use me then discard me, like he did to girls, and call me names behind my back. “Fuck you!” I yelled at a truckie at the lights; he stared back at me as if I was fucking mental. I thought for a moment he might drive after me like in that movie,...