I leaned over her seat and gave him a ‘thumbs up’. “Keep doing that.” she said quietly. Indian sex “Comfy?”
“I feel kinda stupid.”
“Oh you’ll be fine.” She laughed. “Scoot down a little.” I said and she did so, bringing her pussy closer to the edge of her seat. “Bad boy.” She laughed and then it dawned on us we were not alone. She hadn’t cum this fast before ever. He was wearing a dirty winter coat with the stores logo on the front. That’s when she came, the moment she felt that and again she screamed, actually pounding her little fist on the steering wheel once or twice. The rich smooth clean musky scent that was hers alone and I had come to know so well in so short a time. Fall weather was happily muscling in and it was chilly out.
