Watching the city twinkle

I was on a date, and we'd decided to take a drive up to the Mt Cootha lookout in Brisbane to watch the city twinkle. The whole way there R could not keep his hands off me, but I brushed each attempt and coyly told him to keep his hands on the wheel and eyes on the road. I had been to the lookout at night before, but he was new to town and thus didn't know what to expect. He was hoping to find a nice dark corner to get a little privacy, but I knew this wasn't going to happen. Parking the car and getting out, we could hear other people talking nearby. I proceeded to tease him, slowly raising my dress up my thighs for a moment, then letting it drop again. Squeezing his hard cock through his jeans. Biting his neck and collar bone. Finally I push him against the car, unzip his pants and release his throbbing erection. I lift my dress over my head, now standing in the moonlight in just my bra (a lady, of course, doesn't wear panties), which I also remove. Then without a word, buck naked in the carpark on top of Mt Cootha, I suck his cock. I take it all the way, not stopping until my nose is nestled against his stomach. My right hand is caressing his balls, and my left hand is rubbing my clit. Soon enough he wants to fuck me, and bends me over the bonnet of the car, still hot from our drive. Pushing deep into my aching cunt, he wraps my hair around his fist and pulls it taught, arching my back. I moan loudly, having always been a very vocal lover, apathetic about the other people and if they can hear me. He fucks me deep and hard until I'm writhing in pleasure against the hot metal bonnet. He fills me with his cum, kisses my asscheek and thanks me. I'm there for a moment, sprawling over the car with our juices running down my thighs, before I redress and he takes me home. Quite an impression for a first date.