(I again, apologize if it's a little too long & detailed)How old are you?Male or Female?Have you done anything sexual in a:Car?Pickup Truck?Limousine?...ractor Trailer Truck?Delivery Truck?Any type of emergency vehicle?Taxi Cab?Rental Car?Uber/Lyft?Other Vehicle Type?Have you ever done anything at a drive-in movie theater?Gone solely to have sex and not see a movie?Miss one or both movies completely?Spent the entire night naked in your vehicle until the movies were over?Had marathon sex with. Cassie reached above her head and gripped the bed post, ready for the thrust and nodded. He began pounding into her, and she moaned, louder than before. The more she moaned the faster he went, and the faster he went, the more she moaned and thrust back. Soon they had a rhythm, and all they could hear was flesh meeting flesh, the sound of Cassie’s moans, and the faint creak of the bed as they moved together. With one final thrust, he came, and once she felt his warm emission inside of her she. Immediately following the announcement, the band resumed playing. This time the music had a lively Latin beat. I finished my coffee, stood up and looked at Lynn as I spoke."Rumba, my dear?" I asked, extending my hand to her.Lynn took my hand as we once again made our way out onto the dance floor. The music was loud and lively. You could actually feel the pulse of the music in the vibrations of the old floor boards beneath your feet. Lynn and I joined hands and began to dance the Rumba along. "I'm not exactly a lady, but it's still a habit." She brushed out her hair and pinned it in place with a silver clasp."Besides, when I wear a skirt or dress I look less like the public 'me' than I do in jeans or shorts. And that's kind of important. If I get recognized, guys start hitting on me. Just because I fuck guys in the movies, they think I'll put out for anyone at any time. After all, we're all sluts, aren't we? And a slut will fuck anyone, right?" Reminds me of the difference between a.