"Mmmm I couldn't help it, Liz," he growled sharply, licking her inner ear with the tip of his tongue; his bare ass tightening up as he slammed her forward, roaming under her black, pre-torn tank top, cupping her perky C-cups tightly in the palm of his hands.

"Your ass was hanging over the side of your smoking sports car, in those micro-mini rag cut jeans, no fucking panties, it was so hot, I just couldn't help it baby, I could see the rounds of your tight ass... and I... I" Mark gasped, feeling her hot ass coiling around him even tighter, Liz grunting hard, interrupting him as she spoke.

"Fucker you turned on the switch... now it's your fault what happens," she cringed, biting down on her bottom lip, turned on as she felt him sinking deeper into her tight asshole, the slight bounce of his balls slapping against her ass cheeks.

"With pleasure my... my e Liz," he grunted, running both his hands down across her sides, holding her small tight frame in his hands before slamming into her harder, rougher than he had ever fucked her before.

"FUCK YEAH!" Right there Mark," Liz shouted out, arching her head up towards the garage ceiling.

"Mmmm now that I think about it Liz... your name... its short for Elizabeth right?" Mark asked, grunting hard and rough, kissing her back with small baby kisses as he sucked her sweat covered flesh into his mouth.

"Yeah, what of it," she barked back, placing her hands flat against the corner panel, before pushing herself lower half away each time he slammed his cock into her pussy.

"I just..., oh fuck that's hot what you're doing right there," he gasped before continuing with his first comment, "just want to be the only one to call you that," Mark gasped suddenly, driving deeper into her. "Elizabeth, Elizabeth, my one and only tight fuck... Elizabeth."