After Matthew stood and stuffed his still hard cock back into his pants, very aware that she was staring at him, Whisper led the way back to her car.  Matthew explained when she asked that he’d left his car at home, since he lived close by and couldn’t really afford to waste gas.  “You don’t have a job?” she asked him, holding his hand as they walked, looking up at him with those gorgeous jade green eyes.  Blushing in embarrassment, Matt shook his head and fiddled with the buttons of his shirt.

	“No. The building burned down in an electrical fire a few months ago and everyone got laid off,” he explained, “I used to work a low paying desk job, mostly secretarial.”  Her eyes widened at that and she told him about hearing about the fire from one of her friends.  “Yeah.  It was nuts…  Do you work?” he asked curiously and watched as she shook her head.  They had arrived at her car though, so rather than verbally answer, she just unlocked it and got in.

	Her car, if you could call it that, was a boxy Slyon painted in a dusky crimson paint job that sparkled a little.  There were a few grocery bags in the passenger seat, so he politely moved them into the trunk without her having to ask, making her smile and thank him.  When Matt finally got in, he had to admit that she looked ridiculously cute sitting on a thick phonebook with her seat as far forward as it could go.  It was highly dangerous, but surely she was a safe driver.  “Maybe you’d like me to drive?” he offered politely but she just grinned and reached over, grasping his hard length through his pants, making him gasp and thrust his hips up a little.

	“Nah.  I got it right here.  I’m pretty good at driving a stick,” she said in that cute voice of hers.  She looked up into his eyes as she leaned over after unzipping his pants, pressing a kiss to the tip of his cock when it was free.

	“What about-“ his words cut off with a gasp when she licked his tip with her hot, rough tongue.  He moaned as she stroked him slow and firm and eventually managed to remember what he was going to ask, “What about the groceries?”

	She gave an adorable laugh, the sound like a bell chiming then teased, “They’re nonperishable.  Don’t worry so much, mister fox.”  She winked up at him before licking slowly down the underside of his shaft, making him shift and lean his head back, closing his eyes as he moaned.  He could only thank his lucky stars that he’d met the little loli tiger girl- woman, he mentally corrected- as she finally took his tip into her mouth and sucked with a greed that had him clutching at her white hair with its single blue stripe and two black stripes.

	She kept stroking him as she sucked on his tip, her little hand working his shaft like a pro while her other hand was buried between her legs.  She was rubbing her cunny, he supposed, though he couldn’t see when he looked.  Her fluffy ears flicked against his hands as he stroked her hair, thanking her with his gentle touches while he moaned with pleasure.

	After a moment though, she released his cock and panted, giving a moan that sounded frustrated then when she looked up at him, it was most certainly that.  “I-I just wanted to suck you off before we left but…” she gives a shiver before shakily crawling onto his lap, straddling him.  “I need you inside me again,” she whimpers, biting her lower lip as she gazes at him pleadingly.

	“There is no possible way I could ever say no to that,” he told her as his hands moved her skirt out of the way then pulled the crotch of her white panties aside, lining her up with his rock hard member.  Her arms wrapped around his neck briefly while she planted a passionate kiss on his lips- one he returned eagerly as he slowly pushed her hips down, impaling her pussy with his canine cock.  They groaned in unison, her hands clutching at his hair even as her cunny clutched his length, then she broke the kiss to pant as she lowered her hands to clutch at his shirt, her striped tail flicking a little before wrapping around his right leg near his knee.

	Even as their hips met, his length so deep inside her that his tip pushed against her cervix, she seemed to want more, pushing her hips against his as she whimpered with need.  Matt kissed her forehead briefly before shifting a little, clutching her hips a little tighter before raising and lowering her on his cock, shivering as the ample juices flooding from her incredibly tight cunny made the motions easier than earlier on the trails.  Never before, in any of the relationships he’d had, had Matt been this turned on having sex in public, even if it was in her car in an abandoned park.  He’d never had a loli lover either though, so maybe that was part of it.

	He panted as he started to thrust up into her in time with pulling her hips down, feeling her start to shake and rock her hips to add to the movements, her little body trembling against him as they fucked.  Suddenly, she released his shirt and flailed about, causing him to pause only enough to laugh as she shrugged off her pink coat with its purple butterfly pattern.  “Sorry. I was burning alive in that thing,” she blushed then grabbed his shirt, “Don’t stop, please.”  Her plead, along with the look she gave him, was more than enough to have him pick up where he’d left off- though he’d had no intention of stopping anyways.

	The car rocked beneath them as they sped up, hips slapping together hard and wet.  Their lips met again in a fiery kiss of passion, tongues wrestling as they moaned into each other’s mouths.  By the time she climaxed, the windows had already fully fogged up, the air inside the car hot and moist, smelling of sex.  Her body shook and shuddered, her cry of pleasure causing the kiss to break as well as the last of Matt’s hold on his own climax.  He groaned her name as he thrust up into her one last time and pumped a load of his hot sticky seed into her, painting her insides white for the second time that day.

	Feeling his cock throbbing inside her threw Whisper even further over the edge and she shuddered again as an even more powerful climax washed over her, making her awareness wink in and out though she did not faint.  It was a bit after they- and the car- had finally stilled that both of their breathing had slowed enough that it didn’t interfere with the slow, lingering kisses they shared.

      When the most recent one broke, she laid her head upon his shoulder, hugging him as she did, smiling to herself when he wrapped his arms around her too.  “You know… I think you should drive.  I can’t feel my legs,” she told him, causing them both to share a laugh.

	“Sure, I don’t mind,” he told her when they calmed, giving the top of her head a soft kiss.

	It was around ten minutes later before they finally pulled away from each other, Whisper once again pulling her sodden panties tight against her cunny as she sat on the passenger seat whilst he walked around the car.  Matthew was very aware of her watching him as he moved the seat back and moved the phonebook out of the way, then when he sat, he looked over at her curiously.  “Sorry,” she said with a blush, “Remember earlier, you asked if I work...”  Matt quirked a brow at her but just nodded, waiting for her to continue, “Well I don’t, no.  You see…  I was married for a couple years- no no, a long time ago!”  She waved her hands when he looked surprised, the action adorable, “I divorced that bastard when I found out he was cheating on me, with his secretary no less. The damn bimbo.”  She growled a little, causing Matt to laugh, which immediately made her blush again.

	“So you’re living off the settlement from the divorce?” he then asked to which she nodded.  “Well that’s not so bad.  If it’s enough to live off of, then that’s cool.  I only asked earlier because I’m sure it’s hard finding a job, looking the way you do at your age- not that there is anything wrong with either!  You’re adorable and cute and your age doesn’t bother me at all,” he told her quickly, fidgeting a little.  She grinned at him and leaned over, kissing his cheek.

	“Thank you.  I know what you mean.  Most employers- and people for that matter- take one look at me and think I’m a kid,” she grumbled, sitting back in her seat, folding her arms across her small breasts.  “I’m just glad I can live the way I do with my daughter in a house I own and have a car that I bought with my own money,” she said with a sigh before suddenly blinking and blushing with embarrassment as she reached down into her coat’s pocket then handed him the car keys.

	Matt took them with a grin and started the car, rolling down the windows to help the windshield to defog.  Both of them gasped at the sudden rush of cold air and that killed conversation for a bit until he could roll the windows back up and turn the heater on.  “I live with my parents,” he tells her as he pulls the car out of the lot and gets onto the road, “I didn’t work long enough at AmCo to get my own place.”  With his attention on the road he doesn’t see her nod but he continued after a second’s pause, “I went job hunting yesterday, but people take one look at me and think I’m some dead beat.”

	Whisper frowned at that and asked, “Why would they think that?  I don’t.  So you don’t have a job, the economy sucks right now.  Everyone knows that- oh! Take a right up here.”

	“Yeah but that was my first job- working at the company I mean,” he tells her as he stops at the light, nodding at her directions, “And since it’s been two months since my last job, employers keep asking why I haven’t gotten a job since then and I have to explain why other employers didn’t hire me- as if I know why- so the only thing I can think of is that they think I’m some dead beat or something.”  He gives an annoyed sigh and grows quiet then looks over when she pats his arm.

	“I’m sure that’s not the reason.  They’re probably just hesitant to hire someone with little experience.  You did say that working for AmCo was your first job,” she says softly and he smiles, taking one hand off the wheel to hold her hand.  It’s her turn to grow quiet then, staring down at their clasped hands while she strokes his knuckles with her other hand.  “Oh!  Um… Go straight two lights and take a left.  It’s the big white house on the left at the end of the street,” she tells him after suddenly looking up and remembering she was supposed to be giving him directions.

	Matt blinks and looks over at her.  “207 Pyre Lane?” he asks and Whisper looks at him surprised, nodding.  When he starts to chuckle, her expression turns confused, making him laugh harder as he has to stop at another light.  “Sorry, it’s just that you live down the street from me. Like two houses down.”

	Disbelief and surprise colored her expression and she replied, “Bull shit.”  Such a crude phrase from such a cute loli, no matter what her actual age, was enough to make him laugh even harder.