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She broke the kiss, her chest heaving with heavy breaths as she unzipped her tailored pants. While she was at that, I reached for the lever beneath my seat and pulled it up. My weight eased back as the seat reclined slowly.

The backrest slid down until it was almost flat, nearly touching the backseat. I lay on the makeshift bed, my heart racing in anticipation. She yanked her pants off, revealing a pair of G-strings that matched her bra.

Kiera climbed on top of me, her hand reaching for my cock between her legs. And slowly, she slid down onto it, her face contorting in pleasure. Once I was fully inside her, she began twisting and twirling, riding me with a steady pace.

I stretched out my hands and grabbed those perky breasts while she ground against me.

“Oh, fuck, yes,” she moaned, rolling her neck seductively, her pace quickening by the second. “Why can’t I get enough of you?” She stared down at me.

I assisted from under, my groin slapping loudly against her ass as I drove into her with vigorous strokes.

“Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck….” The words spilled out in a desperate rush. “Yes, just like that—like that—fuck!”

I groaned, squeezing against her breasts while hitting her hard and fast.

“No, Nial, you make me feel so slutty!” she confessed, her moans driving me nuts.

Her breathing deepened and grew more intense, her eyes rolling back. My hands found her waist, and I began guiding her movements while watching the expression on her face.

“Oooohhhh,” she moaned, hands in her hair. “Your cock feels so good.”

“You like that shit?” I asked, groaning, each thrust harder than the last.

“Yes, Daddy,” she cried out, her breasts bouncing up and down.

“Again.”

“It feels so good, Daddy!”

“Atta girl.”

She hopped off me, her knees sinking into the cushion of the front passenger seat. With her hands pressed against the window, she bent over, her ass arched in anticipation.

I got up, positioned myself behind her, and spanked her butt cheek.

“Uuuuhhh!” she moaned, flinching.

I bent over, parted her ass, and began eating her salad.

“Ohh, fuck!” Her legs trembled beneath her, and she slammed her palm against the glass.

The sound of my hand meeting her ass echoed through the car’s cabin as I ate.

“What’re you doing to me, Nial?” she whimpered, reaching back to caress my head.

I couldn’t talk with my mouth full, and by now, I was already lost in a sea of ecstasy. My fingers dug into her flesh as I massaged her butt cheeks.

“Ohh, my goodness!”

While eating her salad, I slid my hand between her legs and began fingering her pussy. Her body jerked in response as my thumb stroked through her wetness.

She slammed her fist against the glass, her moans intensifying by the second.

When I finished eating, I rubbed my cock over her entrance, teasing her a bit before sliding in.

“Mmmmmmm.”

Her pussy closed around me, warm and tight. I grabbed a handful of her hair and tugged at it while driving into her. I started off slow at first and, with time, began quickening my pace.