"N-Nothing," I answered with a stutter, no longer stopping him as he slipped his hand under my clothes and cupped my left breast. "Make sure you drive properly, okay?""Yes, madame," he replied with a laugh, beginning to toy with my hardening nipple.It was always his fingers, expertly kneading and nipping at me. I bit my lower lip as I watched him squeeze my turgid nipple before aggressively massaging the rest of my breast. My body was already flushed from the lingering sensation and pleasure he was giving me, but damn, he was truly skilled at kneading my nips. My breathing grew heavy, my eyes fluttering shut as I felt his expert fingers on my skin.In his intensity, my chest flushed a deeper red, especially at the very tip."Do you want me to finger you?" he asked, propping my right leg up onto the dashboard.Since I was only wearing a dress, he easily pulled my panties down. He spread my thighs wider until his hand crawled upward. My lips parted as he traced his hand over my mound
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