Amateur car sex has gone wrong [Car sex]

The leather seat was cold under her ass, but her thighs burned as she straddled him, the gearshift digging into the small of her back. She couldn’t get comfortable, her tits hanging heavy and bouncing with each of his thrusts. The engine was off, but the car was filled with the wet slapping of her ass against his thighs, her juices coating his cock. She gripped the headrest, knuckles white, as she rode him harder, trying to ignore the cramp in her calf. His hands were rough on her hips, pulling her down to meet his upward strokes. She could feel his balls slapping against her ass, the sound obscene and raw. He grunted, a low animal noise, as he fucked her, his cock stretching her wide. She could feel every vein, every ridge, as he pounded into her, the car rocking slightly with the force of it.

Suddenly, he grabbed her hair, pulling her head back. She gasped, a mix of pain and pleasure shooting through her. He used his grip to control her movements, forcing her to ride him at his pace. She could feel his cock hitting that spot deep inside her, the one that made her see stars. She was close, so close, her body tensed, and then, with a final, deep thrust, she came, her pussy clenching around his cock. He followed soon after, his cock pulsing as he filled her with his hot cum. She collapsed forward, her body slick with sweat, her breath coming in ragged gasps. She could feel his cock softening inside her, but she didn’t move, too spent to care about the awkward angle or the gearshift digging into her back.