Amazing handjob to my unknown UBER drives goes crazy! [Car sex]

The Uber pulls up, headlights cutting through the night. I slide into the backseat, the driver’s face barely visible in the glow of the dashboard. I don’t waste time, leaning forward as the car starts moving, my breath hot on his ear. “Take me home,” I whisper, but my hands have other plans. They slip down to his crotch, feeling the bulge straining against his pants. He swallows hard, eyes flickering to the rearview mirror. I unbuckle his belt, the metallic clang echoing in the car. His cock springs free, thick and hard, begging for attention. I wrap my fingers around it, squeezing tightly. The car jerks slightly as he gasps, his hands gripping the steering wheel tighter. I start stroking, slow and deliberate, feeling every vein, every pulse. The car sex is raw, the risk of getting caught heightening every sensation. My mouth waters as I imagine taking him deep, but for now, the handjob is enough. The car fills with the sound of his ragged breaths and the slap of skin on skin. The city lights blur past, but all I see is the sight of his cock, glistening with pre-cum, as I bring him closer to the edge.

The Uber driver’s knuckles are white, his body tense as I increase the pace. His hips buck slightly, pushing his cock deeper into my fist. I can feel the car sex getting dirtier, the lines between control and chaos blurring. His eyes meet mine in the mirror, a mix of shock and lust. I smile, a wicked curve of my lips, as I lean back slightly, giving him a full view of my tits heaving with each stroke. The car swerves slightly, a horn blares in the distance, but neither of us cares. All that matters is the feel of his cock in my hand, the power I hold over him in this moment. I can see the strain in his jaw, the way his body trembles as I stroke him faster, harder. The car sex is reaching its peak, and I can’t wait to feel him come undone. His breath hitches, and I know he’s close. I lean forward, my lips brushing against his ear. “Come for me,” I whisper, and with a groan, he does, his cock pulsing in my hand as he fills my palm with his hot cum. The car slows down, the night engulfing us as we both ride out the aftershocks of the intense, car sex encounter.