I am so horny and i am touching myself while the driver is driving!
The sun beats down on the backseat of the car, casting a golden glow over her spread legs. She’s a mess of desire, jeans hiked up to her hips, fingers fucking her pussy with a reckless abandon. The driver, oblivious, keeps his eyes on the road, the hum of the engine a dull roar against her ragged breaths. Her phone, clutched in one hand, displays a filthy chat, words like “fuck me” and “so wet” lighting up the screen. She moans softly, thigh muscles clenching as she adds another finger, stretching herself wide. The car hits a pothole, jolting her hand deeper, and she lets out a sharp gasp, eyes fluttering closed. She’s lost in the rhythm, fingers slick with her juices, panting and writhing as she chases her orgasm, thedriver completely unaware of the dirty show unfolding in his backseat.
Her free hand roams over her body, pinching her nipples through her shirt, tugging and twisting until she’s a writhing, moaning mess. She can feel the heat building in her core, the tension coiling tighter with each desperate thrust. She bites her lip, trying to stifle her cries, but it’s no use. The car’s AC blows cold air on her flushed skin, a stark contrast to the inferno raging between her legs. She can see her reflection in the window, a slutty grin on her face, eyes glazed over with lust. She’s so close, so fucking close, her body tensing, breaths coming in short, sharp gasps. She’s a filthy mess, fingers deep in her cunt, chasing her release, the driver none the wiser as she comes undone in the backseat.
