It was getting hard to concentrate on driving with her hand on my thigh and a lack of room in my pants.

“I want you now,” she whispered in my ear, feeling her breath on me.

Just after the bridge over the railway, some shrubs could screen us from the highway. I pulled over behind them.

In a flash, she was in the backseat, knickers off, on all fours, ready for me.

I opened the back door, freed willy and entered her. Pumping away, my heart skipped a beat at the sound of a horn blast from the passing train.

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