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“I don’t need you to touch me. Let me touch you,” I said, leaning over, and like he wasn’t driving, and could possibly kill us with the way I was distracting him, I went over, and my lips found his neck.

Of course, with his free hand, he tried to move me out of the way, but I dodged him, continuing to place kisses on his neck, and as I was doing that, I was using my hands to unbutton his shirt.

He kept his hand on the wheel, continuing in his drive, and his fake fight that he was putting on to move me.

The buttons to the shirt were undone, so I pulled his wife beater up that was underneath, and I traveled my kisses lower, placing them on his hard abs.

His skin taste so good. While placing the kisses on his abs, I was going for his belt, unbuckling it, and then I zipped the zipper down, and his dick was damn near busting out of the briefs that he was wearing.

I immediately pulled it out, and already, the pre- cum was oozing out of the head.

I smeared it against my lips, only so that I could lick it off, and I went down, stuffing his entire dick in my mouth, and I started sucking him nice, slow, and nasty, turning my own self on.

“Damn. I don’t know why the fuck I let you touch me. You don’t serve this dick, Ya. This shit supposed to be fuckin off limits to your ass. Damn. Shit,” he released, using his free hand to place it on the back of my head, and he was slowly pumping my head up and down on his dick.

I knew it felt good to him, judging by his heavy breathing.

I was willing to go to drastic lengths for this dick, whenever I was giving him head.

If I had to cut off my airway to get his entire dick down my throat, and possibly pass out because I couldn’t breathe, then I was down for the cause.

Even right now, my eyes were watery as hell because I kept trying to fully stuff him inside of my mouth, knowing that he wasn’t working with the average sized dick.

“Shit. Damn. I could never take that from you. Head game is phenomenal. You know how to handle that dick,” he talked to me, as I continued putting in work. My pussy was so wet, that I swear it hurt. I needed to get fucked and feel that dick inside of me right now.

“Sevyn, pull the car over. This shit hurts,” I said, taking the dick out of my mouth, so that I could talk.

He looked up at me, and I knew that he still felt like I wasn’t deserving of that dick, but I watched as he merged all the way over to the shoulder lane, pulling over on the side of the highway.

The second that I saw that I’d got my way, I moved fast before he fucked around and changed his mind.

I quickly removed the dress that I was wearing, throwing it to the floor, and the only undergarments that I had on was a black thong, that I quickly ripped off, and I climbed into his lap.

As I was climbing, he had his hand on the button for the seat, extending the seat all the way back, giving me more room.

His eyes were on me, watching my every move. He lifted his hands, placing them behind his head, as if he was going to chill, and just relax while I rode that dick. I didn’t even mind. I just wanted to bring myself to at least two orgasms, and then I could get off him.

I put my right hand around the shaft of his dick, rubbing the head up and down my wet pussy, and I sat myself down on it, moaning, crying, and my body jerking as it entered inside of me.

“At least I know that shit you be talking about going out, and fuckin another nigga just be bullshit. This pussy hasn’t been touched, Ya.

She feel exactly how the fuck I left her.

Ride my shit nasty as fuck. You got me pulled over on the side of the road, on the fuckin highway.

This better be the best dick riding session I ever had in my life.

Come on,” he coached me. My legs were spread open for him, hands were planted on his chest, and I was slamming my ass aggressively into that dick, knowing for a fact that the car was shaking.

“Fucccccckkkkkkkk!” I screeched so loud because he started pumping up under, and I really felt that dick. I was so embarrassed at how loud he had me moaning, mixed with how wet my pussy was, so I dropped my head.

“Nah. Lift that motha fucka up. Be bold about your shit. A tear gone fall too, and when it do, don’t wipe that shit either. I’m in you good, Ya. Straight pressure. That pussy about to do something. Do it. Show me what you trying to do,” he talked to me.

“I’m…. oh…. That… I’m cummingggggg,” I moaned, stumbling in my words, not really knowing what the hell I should say.

After I came, I tried to move, but this man sat up, got a hold of my arms, put them behind my back, and he started straight drilling into me.

I had to crash my head into his shoulder, where I was biting him, moaning, getting my pussy beat down in a way that should have been against the law.

“I wish the fuck I would pull out this motha fucka. Play silly games…win silly prizes, so let me nut in it,” he talked to me.

I was so gone off that dick, that I could give two fucks what he was talking about.

I started cumming again for the second time, and when I did, I could feel him milking me with his warm nut.

It’s been a while since I felt that. The feeling of him dumping in me was amazing, so I leaned in, kissing, sucking, and biting on his neck, moaning through the end of my release, and during his.

I eventually pulled my head away. Law threw his back against the seat and he looked at me.

“You too easy. I can only imagine the hoes you been fuckin,” I blurted out. That good dick had me talking crazy.

“It’s the fact that I know you don’t even believe that.

If you truly believed that I was out here, wilding like that, fuckin all kinds of hoes, you wouldn’t let me go in you without a rubber.

Part of the reason why we always beefing is because you like saying stupid shit,” he said.

I was still on a high, so I didn’t have the words for him. I kept quiet.

Law used to keep wipes in his car back in the day because we’ve had so many episodes like this one, where he would pull the car over, and we would fuck in the most random places, so the wipes would come in handy.

He didn’t have wipes, but he did have napkins, so I used what I could to wipe myself off, and when I finished, I helped to wipe his dick off, and I climbed over, getting back in the seat.

I was able to put my dress back on, but I didn’t put the heels on.

Once Law had himself together, he merged back onto the highway like nothing happened, and we drove in silence.

I wanted to tell him to stop, and get me a Plan B, but I knew he wouldn’t do it, which is why I was already on the GoPuff app, adding one to my cart, so that someone could come out tonight, and bring me one.

I wasn’t on birth control, and he came in me hard.

My ass was ovulating tonight too, which explained how hot and bothered I had been.

A baby was the last thing that the two of us needed on top of our issues.

Then, after losing my daughter, I probably would never want another baby again because I would be too afraid that that would happen another time.

When Law invited himself to dinner with me tonight, I had been so hell bent against him going because for days, I had been saying how I was in heat.

We just finished doing tonight what I had been scared all along of us doing.

Even with us being separated, I hated how much I couldn’t control myself when it came to this man.