Ah, the freedom of the open road. A tight little cock hungry petite girl. A stud with a big dick. I knew the second I got into that car there was going to be trouble. Delicious, sexy trouble. Why?

Because it doesn’t matter where I am—even going down the highway at 80 miles per hour in a convertible with the top down, I know my top is coming off and I’m going to do whatever it takes to suck that dick. Don’t make me beg for it, sexy. Unless... that’s what you like. Because I will beg for it, if that’s what you want.