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EXHIBITIONISM | VOYEUR | HOTWIFE | TOYS | MASTURBATION
Hubby’s Car Inside Me
Or how to properly drive a stick shift
The position isn’t the best, but I do what I can to turn around and sit between the two front seats.
Hubby is behind me, in the back seats, holding a camera.
“Ready for it?”, he asks.
“Not sure I can manage… but I’ll try…”
Yeah, indeed. I promised I’d do it. That’s the price to pay, to be the wife of such a wonderful, naughty man.
Not that I care much. I’m curious by nature. But I would never dare. As such, every little push outside of my comfort zone is welcomed.
Thus, I lean on the old Ford dashboard and lower my hips on the gear knob. The cold, flat surface of a condom hubby put on it touches my clit. The lube we spread over it wets my lips, opens them, and makes them ready to accommodate it.
I rub it on my pussy, tilting my hips to find the right angle, then push them down.
Right as the knob begins stretching my sex open, a noise from outside frightens me. I look out of the passenger seat windows. If someone were to pass by, they’d see me performing such a naughty act…
