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... ad, but her cheeks grew increasingly flushed. I could feel the muscles of her pussy gripping my shaft tightly each time the car went over a small bump or took a turn. Her breathing became irregular.
We were cruising down a quiet night road. Streetlights periodically illuminated the car’s interior, revealing Charlotte’s tense profile, her bitten lip, and how her hands gripped the steering wheel tightly.
I stayed still, as promised. But it was the movement of her body from driving— ...
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