I felt her burning hot body rubbing against mine. Her skin was a deep crimson, and saying it was warm would be an understatement; her skin was burning...hot, and the more she laid on top of me the more it felt like I was being sizzled alive, and somehow the pain was only slight. The last thing I noticed was her brown, flowing hairs which were barely hiding a pair of crooked horns.“Why are you doing this?” I muttered.She wiped her blood-covered lips with her arm, smearing the red nectar across her. “Do you really want him to get me pregnant?” I asked. “Well we're not saying that exactly, I guess we just assumed that you two were really together, and not just hooking up we guess,” Gabriela replied. They really were disappointed, I guess they really were expecting me to say I was pregnant. “Well, we're getting really close, but we'll see where things go I guess,” Brett replied. “OK then, well how did this start then?” Gabriela asked. I was a little embarrassed honestly, I mean I just asked. ’ ‘You’re right’ staring at tits between road glances, noticing her skirt being pulled up to reveal white cotton panties. ‘ I don’t believe it.’ ‘You don’t have to, but you will.’ She reached over and undid my belt. ‘It’s time.’ A moment later my cock was out and in her hand. She stroked from the passenger seat, simultaneously rubbing her own pussy over her panties. I could see them getting wet, adding to my own excitedness. This was what I wanted in a woman. The librarian look. Glasses and. We've been seeing each other for a couple weeks now ever since I caught her masturbating at work. The sexual chemistry between us was intense, but we were still getting to know each other and explore our boundaries. While discussing fantasies one night, she admitted to getting a thrill from fooling around in public. I immediately suggested we go catch a movie after work. She enthusiastically agreed. We came straight here from the office so she's still in her work clothes. Her dress shirt is.