Here is a section of what I did in the past(ghost writing)
They drive for a few more minutes before Jack decides to get to the matter, the itch was unbearable and needed a scratch
"Honey you..." he stopped when he noticed her bouncing breasts, with nipples popping through her blouse. She had no bra on. And her butt cheek was staring right at him. His son, a bulging penis, whom he had tried to confine in the cage that is his jeans seemed ready to go on a rampage. He felt really lucky to have someone so young and pretty for a girlfriend. He was way older. By two decades in fact, but it did not seem to bother her. His friends were adamant she was with him for the money. They joked about it all the time. They failed to understand though. Eleanor was completely genuine in her feelings for him. Only time would tell though.
He made another glance at her lips. They were full, pink lips whose warm wet kisses he had savored the previous night. She did not do it hurriedly like other girls who just wanted to get through it and ask for expensive stuff. She took her time. She would wet her lips with her long, slender tongue then teasingly bite and gently pull his lower lip, release it and get into deeper tongue kissing. She would then suddenly stop and walk away like nothing happened. She knew a lot for her age, and Jack liked it. Apart from his sneaking up on her when she took a shower, nothing really happened. He was on his best behaviour and wanted El to feel respected.
El had beautiful black eyes and nice facial features. Apart from her lips, her oval face with smooth even toned skin made him wish she was a few years older. If she genuinely liked him, he would ask her to marry him. He took another look at her. There were teardrops resting on her cheeks. Her eyes were shut tight. He slowed down and politely demanded to talk.