Why don't you touch my leg like that, also?"With my heart beating in my chest, I place my hand on her soft skin and then began to rub it up and down h...r thigh, while we both masturbated.She was right. This was much better; and I closed my eyes as I listened to her soft moans of pleasure fill my room, while her palm ever-so-gently squeezed and massaged my upper thigh.However, as our breaths heaved louder, I felt Mom's hand moving up my leg, inching its way closer to my groin, causing me to get. I opened the car door and carefullylowered myself into the driver's seat, moaning, being impaled deeper onthe large metal intruder as I sat down. Oh please, fuck me...Shaking with excitement and horniness, I drove off into the night,enjoying the wonderful difficultness of operating the pedals in highheels, sweet torture of sitting on a large heavy metal plug, beingconstantly impaled on it and feeling every road bump and my everymovement deep inside me, my slutty attire, and the fact that I. We get into the car and set off. It was going to be a long car ride, at least 3 hours. It wasnt so bad at first, but after the first hour, I wasnt comfortable. I kept moving around, trying to find a comfortable spot, but it just wasnt working. Thats when I noticed that I was feeling something I hadnt felt before. There was starting to be a bump underneath me that was getting bigger with every shift my ass made. I immediately went still. My brother was getting turned on by me squirming in his. A wave of satisfaction washed over her and she felt a sense of calm over take her body.She looked around the cubicle and realised that it wasn't actually that disgusting, it was fairly clean, the only thing dirty was the floor. Then her heart skipped a beat as she heard the door open and someone step in, she heard the cubicle next to her close and lock. Her jaw dropped again. "Oh fuck, what am I going to do?!" She whispered quietly. Her eyes widened as she saw a huge soft cock slowly poke it's.