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A Gift From Mom

... tossed them into the floorboard. She looked up and down the road again. Then, determined, she reached past him, leaning way over him, and she pressed the little lever that moved his seat backwards to where it was away from the wheel. Not flat, but away from the wheel. "Here slip down the seat some." He slid so that his hips were further down the seat but he was still sitting. They look at each other, and she saw how he was so shocked. She straddled him and grasped him from between them. She held him steady and then started sliding her dampness onto him. They both grunted as she worked him into her. She planted her hands on his chest, and she gently raised barely and then pushed down. He grunted loud at her taking him in. She stared into his narrow eyes and she panted herself. Slowly, but deliberately, she started a motion of lifting astride him and then sinking back down. They both got louder as her down strokes went further than before. As she started riding him with a rhythm, she snapped out words between hard pants. "Let's get something straight." His face was twisting into a fast ecstasy and he tried to get his reply out with ragged breath of his own. "What's that?" She picked up the pace, and he was starting a steady moaning as she was more bouncing on his hips with each thrust. She had a hard time talking, but got out the words. "You don't need to be talking about any past girlfriends any more." ...

... He loved this. His moaning got much louder as his orgasm approached. "Yeah?" "Yeah." She cried it back. "So I got a new girlfriend now?" She started rocking even harder, turned on extremely by that. "YYEEAAAHHHHH!! YYEESS!! YES!" She shook violently, as he bucked and started yelling out, too. They both froze with her impaled and he deep inside her. His hands kept her hips to him and she squeezed to him. They were both out of breath. They struggled to catch their breath, and he kissed her at several places on her face. As she untangled herself from him and moved back over to her seat, he spoke exhausted and out of breath. "Did you mean what you said?" She looked over at him puzzled. He explained. "About me having a new girlfriend?" She was having a hard time composing herself. Her seat got very wet from where she sat down before pulling her panties on, smearing the leather with both their juices. She instantly knew the bottom of her dress was drenched. She looked at him intensely and then went to use the visor mirror to compose her now-wild hair and reapply her make-up. She spoke slowly and deliberately as her fingers tried to work. "Well, I don't want to just fuck you all the time and not have you as a boyfriend, you know?" He smiled a huge smile and bent to her and kissed her. She kissed him back and knew just how very much she meant doing what she said. He teased deeply. "Well, I'm straight about that."