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backseat driver

long business trip
she is missing him
she calls but no answer
she receives a text
keep your hands on the wheel

she looks around for him
no sign of him anywhere
he says it outloud
keep your hands on the wheel

he leans over the seat
gently kisses her neck
he reaches around
she's already wet

her breathing
heavy like the traffic
removes her shirt
exposing her tits
she doesn't care who passes
or cares who sees
he is in the backseat aiming to please

he slides his fingers in between her thighs
cinching her skirt up to get to the pie
he thrusts his fingers in and out
making her juices spill out

she pulls off the road
she can't take it no more
she bends over the hood
like a good little whore

he fucks her harder than ever before
he pulls her hair
and she begs for more

She shakes and shivers as she cums on his dick
he lifts her up and cums on her tits

if you're tired
I will drive
rest your head on my lap



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