Maré roared down the FDR Drive late Friday night in his drop-top ice-silver Lamborghini Murcielago. The city lights bounced off the car's sleek exterior, making it look like a king among its subjects. Sitting on the passenger’s side was his Hispanic girlfriend, legendary porn star Tia Bella. She was a buxom, shapely, and luscious 5’4″ brunette beauty blessed with flawless olive skin. Tia was of mixed Greek and Spanish descent with killer body measurements of 36–25–35. The sheer black outfit she wore complemented her figure perfectly.
Tia's brown hair flew in the wind as she leaned over to crank up the volume on the radio. The bass thumped through the car as they zoomed past the East River and headed toward the Brooklyn Bridge.
"Isn't this incredible, Maré?" Barbie shouted over the music.
Maré grinned and nodded his head firmly. "Yeah, it's unbelievable. The FDR Drive is the best place to drive at night. I’m in the movie The Fast and the Furious right now!”
“The adrenaline rush I’m getting right now is insane!” Tia confessed. “I can’t compare it to anything else.”
They passed a food truck on the side of the road, and the scent of hot dogs and onions permeated the car. Maré wound down his window and took a deep breath.
"Mmm, smells amazing," he asserted.
Tia giggled. "You're always hungry, Nature Boy."
They continued to speed down the highway, the wind whipping past them and the sound of the engine roaring beneath them. They left behind several other luxury cars, but none of them could match the stately beauty of their Lamborghini.
As they neared the end of the FDR Drive, Maré slowed down and turned to Tia. "Where to now, my love?"
Tia looked at him with a steely determination. "Let's head to Times Square. I've heard there's a fantastic party happening tonight."
Maré nodded his head firmly and revved the engine. "Hold on tight, baby girl. We're in for a wild ride."
And with that, they zoomed off into the night, leaving the FDR Drive in their dust and embarking on their next adventure in the city that never sleeps.
They cruised up Times Square, the bright lights of the city reflecting off the Lamborghini's silver exterior, and the God-like billboards looked like flying balloons above them. The engine echoed through the streets as they pulled up to the party.
Tia hopped out of the car, her hair falling perfectly into place. "Let's go, Maré!" she exclaimed.
Maré followed her, his eyes scanning the crowd for any familiar faces. The music was loud, and the partygoers were lively, dancing and laughing as they enjoyed the night.
The couple made their way through the crowd, drinks in hand, enjoying the city's energy. They danced together, lost in the music and the moment.
As the night wore on, they decided to return to their Lamborghini and call it a night. Maré held his hand to Tia, and they walked back to the car, still laughing and joking.
As they drove up 12th Avenue, the city lights faded in the distance. They talked about the night, the people they met, and the memories they made.
“You know what I feel like doing, baby?” Tia said with a naughty look.
“What?” Maré was curious.
“I want to make love to you right here and now. The night is ours, and I will not waste more time.”
“You know I’m down with some street love.” Maré smiled. “Let’s get it poppin’!”
Tia climbed over and got on top of Maré. They were making out like two sex-craved people in heat. Maré took off the straps of Tia’s dress and sucked on her hard nipples like a hungry baby. He had one hand on the wheel and the other massaging her moist clit. Tia’s sensual moaning and laughter had his dick long like Pinocchio’s nose.
Maré drove to a secluded area under the overpass on 59th Street and 12th Avenue with a view of the Hudson River. As he took off his shirt, Tia was lying naked in the middle of the hood. Her body glistened from the street light. They tongued kissed, and Maré’s hands squeezed her firm breasts. Tia licked his nipples and kissed his torso. She lowered herself and performed fellatio on Maré. It was the most excellent blowjob he ever had.
Maré eased his dick into Tia’s wet pussy. He began fucking her while he leaned against the fender. The harder Maré pounded, the more excited she got. Tia’s legs wrapped around his waist like a prizefighter’s championship belt.
“Yes, fuck me, Maré!” Tia screamed.
Her pussy oozed love juices, and she moaned in ecstasy. Maré could only imagine how sexy they were from an overview fucking on top of a Lamborghini Murcielago.
After they climaxed, the sexy pair began to get dressed. The hood of Maré’s car was wet with perspiration and pussy juice. The natural scent of their street love was fresh in the air.
“Wow, wow, that was amazing, girl.” Maré smiled. “I can’t believe we just did that.”
“Yes, we fuck by the West Side Highway in plain view.” Tia laughed. “You made me cum so hard. I needed that orgasm!”
The sun started rising, and they decided to drive home. So, they hopped in the Lamborghini Murcielago and sped down the Joe DiMaggio Highway. Their adrenaline rush, combined with the sexual energy, turned into a night of street love.
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