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The hum of the road travels up through the tires, along the stiff sports suspension, through the butter soft leather seat, and into the back of my thighs.  If I arch my back just so and part my legs, those delicious vibrations hit all the right places.   My car is my happy place; driving can take me anywhere – from calm and quiet and introspective to hyper-focused and exceedingly alert; to a veritable rave while I’m cruising down the road.  Today’s mood is definitely none of the above. I’ll just say it: I’m horny and I need a little fun. Everything I do today makes me think of sex.  I caress the stick shift. Let’s face Gölbaşı escort it, that shifter is just a stand-in for a nice big, hard cock.  Rolling my hand across the tip, I savor the warm smoothness with the palm of my hand. As I press the accelerator and the car’s torque shoves me back into my seat, I take a firm grip on the stick.  Gotta keep this baby under my control. I push in the clutch for a breath of relief from the unrelenting rush forward. Gently but firmly, I guide the shifter into place and we shoot forward.  The pressure on my chest feels like the weight of a man balancing Keçiören escort bayan himself on his elbows above me. The top’s down and the sun is beating hotly on the tops of my breasts.  Am I flushed from the heat? Or from the pure excitement of the drive? Hard to tell and it doesn’t really matter. My little car practically drives itself; it’s such a perfect example of German engineering.  As I hit cruising speed, I allow myself to relax a little. I start noticing that sun warming the front of my thighs.  I release my grip on the gearstick and pull my skirt up a little bit Escort Kızılay higher and lazily start stroking myself. The droning engine throbs in time with my heartbeat; the music is thumping and the road stretches out in front of me. I’m already wet and getting wetter as I ever so slowly stroke my pussy, gently parting my inner lips and spreading my juice along my folds.  I scoot my butt to the edge of the seat and tilt my hips up to meet my hand and I find my rhythm. My heart skips a bit when I see the semi just in front of me. There’s not much I like better than “accidentally” sharing myself with someone who appreciates a nice auto session!   Now, let me set the scene:  these trucks are big and the drivers sit high.  My car is tiny and rides inches from the ground.  With the top down, the truck driver has a clear view into my car.  See where I’m going with this? When I pull up next to him, he naturally glances down.  

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