So, she also was wearing a helmet for safety purposes and avoiding dust and smells and she used to press brakes a lot to avoid potholes, garbage, and ...nimal shit. But little did she know that it made a lot of effect on her body and the whole body was jiggling specifically her thighs boobs and ass.As I said, her shirt was modern, so it had a cut type from both sides which exposed her thighs and butts. They all had a good view, but due to helmets, they were not able to see her face properly.I am. Together we decided that we would find someone online, a stranger with no attachment, for this experience. Once we created a Tinder profile for her it wasn't long before we had to start sorting through dozens of guys. We finally settled on one who seemed chill and wouldn't get attached, and he knew the situation: he'd be with a married woman and I'd be there to watch. We also had a few ground rules: light rough play was ok but nothing extreme (since we just met him), no anal, and no getting. I could feel my throbbing clit now fully erect and I needed some cock action. Traffic finally started to move normally and I began to speed down the road, attempting to makeup for lost time. I blew past the exit he wanted me to get off on, when I realized my gas light was on. How long had it been on I wondered? Not sure how long it had been telling me to get gas kind of scared me, not wanting to run out on the freeway. Okay, I better take the next exit and u-turn back if there isn't a station. I carefully aim so my tip lines up with her cervical opening. I line it up like Luke Skywalker hitting the exhaust port of the Death Star. Rachel slides a finger into my ass and presses against my prostate. I can’t hold it back anymore, I cum and cum and cum. She’s fuller than she’ll ever be. I pull out an lie down as she keeps her soaking red ass high in the air to hold it all in.My wife says “Thank you so much, you’re a good man.” She slowly sucks on my flaccid cum covered cock, my gosh shes.