Things need to be done.’ I said as I let my right hand leave the steering wheel and move as if on it’s own to her thigh. She jumped as my fingers ...ame into light contact. A sigh escaped from her lips. ‘God I just want to feel you’re touch!’ She said as she slid her ass down in the seat, moving closer so my hand would touch her pussy. ‘Take you’re shorts off.’ I told her. They were off in a flash, her legs spread wide as I slid my hand up her smooth thigh, the flesh getting warmer the higher I. Done, she thinks, trying to collect her dazed thoughts after that last exhausting orgasm. They're done, they've finished fucking me. She can feel her cunt aching from the heavy workout ... but she discovers she doesn't regret a moment of it! All the cocks, all the excitement, the unbelievable pleasure and thrill of it all! She really owes the four strangers a thank you!She can feel hands holding her arms as they find the simple catch releases on the handcuffs and free her wrists from their. Both started tugging each other’s stomach as if they were churning each other. Their breasts moved in the same motion. Both liked what they were doing. Their churning became a way to express their anger. Soon their churning turned into a fight.Initially, they started slow but along with the reaction from the other, they adjusted themselves and gradually started increasing their speed. But as their anger and willingness to continue this strange fight increased, they were also getting turned. My head snapped around at the animalistic growl that rose from his throat. He gripped my jaw, forcing me to face forward again. Pressing his rock-hard dick into my hip, he ground out his words through clenched teeth as he ground his cock against me,“Does this seem like I want you dressed again? I have waited a very long time to unwrap my present, and I’m going to take my time and play with it as I damn well please.”His eyes locked with mine. He paused, his voice softening just a touch, “With.