He reached back grabbing two items, placing both of them on the couch next to her. The only light were the headlights shining its beams into the dark sky. “Fuck what was that” she yelled at him? His lips meeting hers. “That is your sweet moaning from last night when I was eating out that delicious pussy of yours,” his grin widened. With a press of a button, it came to life. Her white collar job led to a lot of stress and she bottled it all up. “What the fuck,” she started but the the rest of the words died in her mouth. Did you light something? Is that a candle that you lit? He held the candle over her boobs, and he rose from the couch. Her mouth clear, she was happy to say, “that was a sweet peach. She must have felt his gaze because she looked over to him and smiled when she saw him looking at her. “Tell me what these smells like,” placing the item under her nose.
