In The Back Seat

We are in your car. Your right hand is on the wheel but you have your left hand between my legs, groping me through my light summer skirt, except for when you need it to change gear. It's making me horny as hell, as I'm sure you well know. You too, judging by your bulging crotch.On a secluded country lane, I ask you to pull into a field entrance. You know why without me having to Malatya Escort spell it out. I move my seat forward to create some space and get out of the front of the car, wriggle out of my knickers, and lie across the back seat with one leg up against the back seat and the other foot on the floor, lifting my skirt up round my waist to reveal my soaking Malatya Escort Bayan wet cunt. "Come on then, you've been teasing me for miles, time to make good on the promise," I say.With only a slight hesitation you move your seat forward, get out, and walk round the front of the car to the open rear door and my wide open legs. You pull your trousers Escort Malatya and underwear down to free your already fully hard cock, then you get on top of me and push it into me.It feels good, but it quickly becomes apparent that it's difficult for you to properly thrust in such a cramped space with your feet hanging out of the door, so you pull out of me, and suggest that it might be better if I go on top instead. You lie down and I climb on to you and guide you into me again, letting out a groan of pleasure as you enter me. I always love how you feel inside me however we fuck, but if I had to choose a favourite position I think me on top would be the one.