The ride home is torture.

I’m in the back seat, thighs pressed tight together, feeling Moses’s cum slowly seeping out of me, while his wife, my mom, sits next to him.

Each bump in the road sends more of the seed sliding down my skin. I bite down on my lip to keep from moaning.

We agreed that Moses would return in the morning for my car and his, so here he is, driving.

He looks so fucking composed at the driver's seat like he didn’t just fuck me raw on the hood of my car while his ...