It was dark outside as he drove down the highway. At first they did nothing, but that soon changed. She leaned over and took his lips in hers, running her tongue between them sensually. It took everything he had to kiss her and stay in his lane at the same time. But she wasn't through yet. She broke off the kiss, but began to lightly kiss down his neck.
He took one hand off the wheel and pushed it between her legs. Pushing aside the tight orange running shorts she had on, he pushed his fingers into her pussy. Slowly inching them into her, making her feel every bit of his fingers inside her, he felt her pussy tighten up. It was a talent she had, she could some how make it squeeze tightly, a talent that he loved. Breathing hard and moaning for more, she shifted her legs so he could have better access.
Reaching out her hands she began to fumble with his zipper. Finally getting it undone, she reached in. She moaned as she wrapped her hand around his throbbing cock. Pulling it out of the confines of his boxers she began to run her hand up and down it.
He about lost control of the car then. She was rubbing it up and down, fast at first, then slow and sensual in the next second. Without noticing he began to weave in his lane, drifting towards the side of the road.
With a seductive smile, that said she knew exactly what she was doing, she said "don't crash" Then in the next instant she leaned over and took his big cock in her mouth. Going down it, then back up several times, she began to run her tongue all over it.