I had a type—stilettos paired with a body poured into a black dress. 

Then, I see her redefining sexy with her ass shaping those jeans. Her muddy boots have me climbing into her rusty red ride. This one likes getting dirty!

“You better hang onto somethin’, boy.”  

She winks and I reach for her thigh. 

When tires stop jouncing, she shoves my backside onto her mattress-covered truckbed, and is riding my cock before I’ve kissed all her freckles. Her bouncing tits are backdropped by a starry sky I’ve never noticed before. 

And by morning, I’m trading in my wingtips…