Garage blowjob before we even stepped inside

The garage door had barely closed when she dropped to her knees in the dim parking-lot light, still wearing her cute blue overalls and thighhighs from the office. Glasses fogging, tongue sliding out, she took him deep between glossy lips, eyes fluttering shut then locking upward as the thick shaft stretched her mouth. She bobbed slowly, cheeks hollowing, saliva dripping down her chin while her hand stroked what she couldn't swallow. The wet sounds echoed softly; her heavy breasts shifted inside the denim with every forward rock. This was their ritual now, before they even stepped inside, she needed to taste him first.