Fanta-C: Riding Home
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Our passion cannot be reined in. Seems all the actions are happening at once. Feelings and blood rush in, leaving no room for thoughts. I’m sucking you. You’re rubbing my clit through my panties. My nipples are getting hard. As he looks through the window, the driver wonders to himself why I’m out of breath. Eventually I’m all wet and you slip off my panties and pull me to sit on your lap. I sit, facing the front and you hold my waist. You rest your face on my back as you slip in. Feeling you inside while the vehicle’s humming in motion brings me over the edge and I can’t help but moan. I grip the passenger seat in front of me and raise my ass so you can use your hips to thrust higher and push it in deeper. Your fingers reach around and rub my pussy while your dick feels my walls tighten around it. From time to time, when stopped in traffic, other drivers and passengers stare. Surprised at what they’re seeing and somewhat hypnotized by my half opened mouth and our slow, moving bodies, they are unable to look away or even speak of what they are witnessing. Past the point of caring, even as our driver’s eyes widen in shock, you push me down on my knees on the seat and kneel behind me. You’re being bold now, lifting my skirt to completely bare my ass for your pleasure and bringing it home. We climax as our cab pulls in front of my building. We pay the fare, but he hands back the tip and calmly says “No need. It was my pleasure.”