Curvy PAWG Twerking Her Juicy Booty

He left it there while he fed her.  Occasionally after giving her a bite of sandwich or a sip of Coke he would scrape a little of his come off her face with the edge of a forefinger, which he would then insert into her mouth for her to lick off.  
Oh god, he was so nasty! 
When they were both done he put the lunch things back in the bag, then took out a napkin and wiped off her face.  He took another napkin to clean his knife, and when he was done held it up so that the blade glistened in a nearby shaft of sunlight, turning it this way and that as if checking for any stains he might have missed. Until she felt herself being deposited onto something soft that smelled slightly of gasoline; she supposed it was the blanket he’d wrapped her in the other night.  Suddenly she heard a loud clunk as the trunk lid slammed down above her, cutting off the sounds outside and making the darkness behind her blindfold completely black.  And a moment later heard the car door open and shut and the engine being started. Porndig Jane felt a sudden spasm between her legs as a small orgasm shook her.  Oh god…mustn’t let him see.   She fought to keep her expression icy and disdainful.  “Get your hands…off me!”  She swung an elbow from behind her head and actually caught him on the side of the head—not hard enough to really hurt him, but she’d caught him by surprise, she thought smugly.