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“I’m okay, I promise.” Lara sniffles.
“We’re working it out,” I add when my parents hesitate to leave.
“Okay,” Dad finally agrees, “your sister is already here. Kaleb fetched her.”
That was quick. We came straight here from the store. They must have already been together.
“We’ll just finish working this out and be down soon.”
We all give an awkward wave, but they finally leave.
“Wait for them to get far enough that they can’tsee, and then back to how you were.” My words are choppy, my movements desperate as my hand moves back between her legs. I need her to enjoy this too.
Lara is panting and moaning by the time the car is almost out of sight.
I can’t wait any longer. How slow are they fucking driving? It’ll have to be good enough.
Slowly, I pry her off my lap. My cock withdraws, then I bring her back down, slowly at first.
Up and down. Our actions repeat over and over until the windows are fogged, and the cab fills with nothing but pants, moans, and soft sobs.
“What are you?” I ask, bringing her back to our earlier conversation.
So lost in the feel of my cock, she doesn’t answer.
“What are you?” I ask again, demanding an answer with a particularly brutal shove of my hips.
Still, moans and whimpers are the only things to leave her mouth.
Sliding my hand to the small of her back, I push her forward, forcing her upper body to lie flat on the wheel. It lifts her off me to the point that only my tip is engulfed. With all the power I can, I lift my ass off the bench seat and force three quick thrusts of my cock into her ass.
Her scream builds my pleasure.
“What are you?” I growl, yanking her down to the bench with me, bottoming out inside her as we sit back down.
“Your wife,” she screams, her asshole gripping meto a point beyond tortured pleasure. My cock can’t take much more of this.
But I need more. More pain, more pleasure, more Lara.
I’m beyond thinking, my mind blank as I rip my sweater over my head. Animalistic as I tear the top of her dress right down the back. All the time fucking her hard and fast.
Lara helps me push the body of her dress down, the ripped material bunching at her slim waist.
My hands grope her breasts. Our skin thuds when her back connects with my chest.
“Lick,” I demand, bringing my fingers to her mouth.
She does without question. Sucking two digits in, she swirls them with her tongue.
The change in angle does something for her, even more so than before. Her body starts to move above me.
Our movements are manic, frantic, and wild.
Friction builds between us in all ways.
I need more oil. The bottle is slippery on the wet seat and over half empty since most of it spilled out. I managed to get it between us and just pour the rest over my crotch not willing to move her too far away from my body to do it properly.
It’s enough.
