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Kristen Scott sits in the passenger seat beside you fidgeting like she cannot wait another second. The drive home from dinner feels endless even though it is only twenty minutes. She keeps glancing at you with those big innocent eyes that are anything but innocent right now. Her hand slips under the hem of her short black skirt first just teasing the inside of her thigh then higher. You catch the movement from the corner of your eye and grip the steering wheel tighter. Kristen baby stop that you say voice low and strained. We are almost home just hold on. But she does not stop. Instead she lifts her hips slides the skirt down her legs and kicks it to the floorboard. Now she is sitting there in nothing but her white lace thong tiny white top and heels. The streetlights flash over her smooth skin as she spreads her thighs a little wider. Her fingers hook into the front of the thong pulling the delicate fabric tight against her pussy then pushing it deeper between her folds until it disappears inside her. She moans softly starts rubbing slow circles over her clit through the soaked lace the motion making her hips roll up off the seat. Fuck Kristen you groan trying to keep your eyes on the road. You are killing me. Put your skirt back on right now. She just smiles bites her lip and ignores you completely. The thong is bunched up inside her now her fingers working faster slick sounds filling the car. She reaches up with her free hand pulls her top over her head tosses it in the back seat. Then the bra follows. Her small perfect breasts bounce free nipples hard and pink in the dim light. She is completely topless now thong still stuffed deep fingers never stopping. You are so hard it hurts the zipper of your pants digging in painfully every time she whimpers. You swerve slightly when she leans over suddenly her hand sliding up your thigh straight to your cock squeezing through the fabric. No more waiting she whispers hot breath against your ear. I need you in my mouth. Before you can protest she unzips you frees your throbbing length and bends down. Her warm wet mouth closes around you tongue swirling slow then fast taking you deeper with every bob of her head. You hiss through your teeth one hand on the wheel the other tangled in her hair trying not to thrust up into her throat while you drive. Cars pass you honk once but you barely register it. All you feel is her sucking hungry desperate little moans vibrating around your cock. Somehow you make it to the driveway without crashing. The second the car stops she pulls off you with a wet pop wipes her mouth with the back of her hand and scrambles to grab her clothes. You both stumble out half dressed hearts pounding. She yanks her top back on barely buttons it skirt clutched in one hand thong still wedged inside her. You are both shaking with need barely able to walk straight. The front door slams shut behind you and that is it. No more waiting. You grab her push her against the wall right there in the hallway mouths crashing together tongues desperate. Her skirt hits the floor again your hands rip the thong free finally tossing the soaked lace aside. She jumps up wraps her legs around your waist you pin her there grind your cock against her dripping entrance. Please now she begs voice breaking. Fuck me hard I cannot wait anymore. You thrust into her in one rough stroke burying yourself to the hilt. She cries out nails digging into your shoulders head thrown back against the wall. You pound into her fast deep the sound of skin slapping skin echoing through the house. Her pussy clenches tight around you already so close from all the teasing in the car. You feel her start to shake thighs trembling as the first orgasm hits her hard body arching off the wall. Do not stop she gasps do not you dare stop. You carry her to the living room couch still inside her drop down with her on top. She rides you wildly hips slamming down breasts bouncing in your face. Your hands grip her ass spreading her wider driving up into her again and again until you both lose it completely. She comes a second time screaming your name pulsing around you pulling you over the edge with her. You groan loud bury yourself deep and fill her spilling everything you held back during that torturous drive. You collapse together sweaty breathless tangled on the couch. Kristen nuzzles into your neck still trembling a little soft satisfied laugh escaping her lips. Next time she murmurs we are taking an Uber home. I do not think I can survive another drive like that. But the way she kisses your neck slow and teasing tells you she would do it all over again in a heartbeat.