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The rain pounded against the car window as we drove down the deserted beach road, the salty sea breeze mixing with the scent of wet asphalt. I couldn't help but glance over at my companion, his muscular legs stretched out in front of him, dressed only in sweatpants. He'd promised me a footjob today and I couldn't wait to feel those massive feet wrapped around my cock.
As we pulled into an empty parking lot next to a secluded beach, I saw the eager look in his eyes. We both knew what we were here for. The plan was to give him a footjob on the sand while the waves crashed in the background. But just as we stepped out of the car, the skies opened up and the rain came pouring down.
With a sigh of disappointment, we hurried back to the car, trying to avoid getting soaked. As I started the engine, I couldn't help but look at his feet, my mouth watering at the thought of what was to come. I looked over at him and saw the determination in his eyes. "Don't worry," he said, a grin spreading across his face, "I've got another idea."
And with that, he pulled over to the side of the road and hastily removed his sweatpants, revealing his massive, throbbing cock. It was already leaking precum in anticipation of what was to come. Without a word, he leaned back in his seat, spreading his legs wide open, giving me full access to his glistening feet.
I couldn't believe my luck. Here I was, stuck in a car during a rainstorm, and yet this cougar was offering me the footjob of a lifetime. I quickly applied some lotion to my hands and began to stroke his feet, massaging them with my palms before moving up to his toes.
As my fingers danced across his hot pink toes, I could feel the tension building within him. He moaned loudly, the sound echoing in the confined space of the car. I looked up to see him watching me intently, his eyes locked onto mine as if he was trying to communicate something.
And then, without warning, he shot his first load, ropes of cum flying through the air and splattering against the car window. I couldn't believe how much he was cumming, the sight of it making my own cock throb with need.
As the rain continued to pound against the car, I kept on stroking his feet, pushing him closer and closer to his next orgasm. And when he finally came, it was even more intense than the first time. The car rocked back and forth as he let out a long, low moan, his hips bucking wildly as he shot his second load.
By the time we finally pulled back onto the road, both of us were exhausted but satisfied. It had been a wild ride, but it had been worth every moment. And as I looked down at my hands, still sticky with his cum, I knew that this was just the beginning.