Driving To Heaven

"He loves to drive, but only from the passenger seat."

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Driving down the country road, she feels his hand explore her thigh, gentle, warm, and insistent. His hand trails up under her shirt where he cups her breast. His fingers tease her nipple, sending sparks through her. Her breath quickens, moisture building in her panties.

She pulls to a stop on an old bush track. They step out, into the fresh country air. He gently pushes her against the car’s hood. His hands grip her hips as he enters, slow then more urgent. Full-throated moans escape as they surrender to the moment.

Under the sun-soaked sky, their passion burns bright.

Published 2 weeks ago

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