Tara used to have a kink about lorry drivers, (before everyone had a camera phone), something about motorways used to get her horny, perhaps brightening up long boring journeys, knowing her as I did I dared her to pick a lorry and I would pass it nice and slow, she scanned each one until she found a driver she announced was cute, I slowed and let it pass us, she was busy removing her trainers, socks and jeans, she sat there in her lacey knicks and tee shirt looking nervous but excited, I'm ready she announced, would be better with the knicks off and your feet up on the dash I commented, I indicated out and began to pass again, she hung her knicks on my rear view mirror, and positioned her feet, I watched as she took a deep breath and began flicking her clit, she was soaked she gathered up her tee shirt to show her tits pinching her own nipples to make them stand up, the driver was checking us in his mirror as we weren't passing as quickly as we should, then he spotted Tara knees apart, neat little landing strip all shiney from her own juices, she made eye contact with him as I stayed level and he blew her a kiss, she started to arch her back fingers a blur and let out a cry as she cum hard, breathlessly she told me to drive off, will you let him see you pulsing inside I asked she must have liked my idea as she arched higher and opened herself with both hands giving him a perfect view, as I pulled away he was thumbs up and looking proper happy, she slipped her knicks back on and stuck her fingers in my mouth, dare won she said triumphantly squeezing my rock hard cock through my jeans, your forfeit will come later she giggled.  |
