Things I was thinking in my head during this encounter but I could not articulate at the time: What am I doing? What do I think of life? What’s with all of the existential questions, lady? I’m just a dude trying to get a nut off in his car. Sure, I’m in a grocery store parking lot in full view of the public, but this is how I roll. Why do I think this is OK, you ask? Because flashing cock is my life and I gotta do what I gotta do, ya dig? Keep complaining about it tho because it makes my dick harder. Your whiny Latina voice is making my balls tingle.
