I just can’t help getting myself off in the car. When I know I’ll be running around town and one of those errands are a good distance from me, I start thinking about the things I want to do. Sometimes, I’ll have my Lush with me, sometimes it’s a butt plug, sometimes it’s a pair of nipple clamps and sometimes it’s a crotch rope. My outfit plays a big part in what toys or “jewelry” I accessorize with. Risky behavior gets me in such a naughty mood and once I gag myself, all I wanted to do was pull over and handle business. Except for this time, I didn’t find a spot, nor did I pull over – I was... Show more