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So, when Ashly spoke, he braced himself. "You don't want to have car sex with me?" Ashly asked with a slight tilt of her head. Alex groaned as he felt blood traveling to his genitalia. It always turned him on when his sensible wife suggested crazy things like that. The pout on Ashly's face didn't help at all either. After a moment or two, Alex muttered, "Damn it."

Karanos says amidst the whole chaos. Honestly, I am having the time of my life. It's fun actually driving with him, and even if I'd have preferred a driver, Karanos being the one to drive makes it all real and romantic. Heartfelt. "So sex in a car, huh?" Karanos asks again once he drives into a quiet street. I nod. "Of course, I want to try it with you." Karanos raises his brows. "Does that mean you've tried it with other guys?"

She was no longer paying attention to the movie but me. "And how was the experience like?" I could tell that she needed that experience as well, judging from the look in her eyes. "There is no sex that is more fun and more thrilling than sex in the car, aside from the one in the bathroom and kitchen of course." "Wait, you have tried those too?" I laughed out loud, seeing how she was staring at me in disbelief. "Amber, the stories you heard in school about the playboy Huxley are true, I am a certified fuck boy and I don't care about the place, I will fuck any girl I desire anywhere."

he praised. His thrusts were animalistic and erratic, making Myra cry out from the ecstasy, their trysts heated from their breaths and heat as her mate continued pounding into her. Myra’s vision saw white as her walls clenched around his cock just as she came, his hot spurts of cum spraying her insides as only harsh breaths filled the car as he separated from his mate. “You know, I always wanted to do that… car sex…” she giggled, “and this was the perfect and only opportunity.” She giggled as she joined their mouths in a searing kiss once more.

Anyone glancing over might see a couple in the front seat but they wouldn’t know my dress was hiked up, my bare pussy grinding slowly against the thick ridge of his cock through his pants. I’m sure this is what Seraphine imagined when she said car sex, but this wasn’t fantasy. It was reckless and real. We were moving fast now, surrounded by traffic. I should really get down. I should stop before this went too far, but fuck the way Cain was responding to me, hips subtly bucking up to meet my grinding, low groans vibrating against my mouth… I didn’t want to stop. I broke the kiss, sliding down between his legs in the cramped space. My hands worked frantically at his belt and zipper, pushing hi

I told him “Car sex is not as uncomfortable and shameful as it sounds” he told me but let go of me, settling back in the car. “You would know of course” I muttered, my head whirring with the various possibilities that he had done this with thousands of women. “You are wrong” he interrupted my thoughts “What?” “I haven’t done it with thousands of women as you may be thinking. I prefer my women, naked on their knees with my mouth wrapped somewhere quite needing of their attention” he murmured, his eyes dropping to my mouth.

On those days when she couldn't get out of it without promising something, she would agree to sex in his car or hers, parked in a quiet, deserted area. On one such days, they were almost caught by a policeman whom she knew, if not for Lance's agility in jumping to the driver seat and driving out of the area before the cop could find out exactly what had caused the car to vibrate so much. After that narrow escape, Cara swore there and then never again to be fully naked while having sex in a car.

Those lovely brown swirls shone with a golden surprise. My gaze lowered and I caught something more astonishing. My fingers reached up to his right cheek. “Are you blushing—?” Before I finished my sentence, he leaned forward to take my lips for a long smouldering, hot kiss which felt like it wouldn’t end without us tearing each other’s clothes off and devouring each other’s bodies and passion. The thought of having sex in a car, in broad daylight, with other cars—people—passing by, is actually nerve-wracking. I felt more nervous than thrilled. But I… want to try it.

"That was why I was moving us along. Why did you stop me?" "For a number of reasons." He kissed my cheek and then trailed his lips down my throat until I hummed. "One, I don't want to have sex with you in my car here. The Thunderbird is sexy, and she's fast, too, but she's not designed for what I have in mind." "I don't know. I can work with what's here." I leaned around him. "If you crank this seat back, for instance, I'm sure I can straddle you."

She tried to remove my hand but I thrust into her faster and she eventually let go of my hand. "I want to give you a pleasure you'll long to have every day," I kissed her ears, her face, her neck, and then stared into her eyes. "What are you imagining now?" My free hand trailed down to her breast and groped it. "Tell me what you desire?" That voice didn't belong to me as Draca tried to take over but I blocked him out. If Draca should take over my body then it would lead to sex. Sex in a car doesn't sound like a bad idea but I believed Lorena wouldn't be comfortable fucking me when there are people around. If it was Danielle then she wouldn't care. I am not saying that I care for Lorena. I ju