"Well... alright," she finally says with a relieved sigh, forcing herself to relax. "But only if you promise not to be too long; your father would miss you." She smiles up at him, trying to appear grateful and appreciative. In truth, she's just glad for the excuse to have some time alone after their passionate encounter earlier today.

"Thank you, Jason," she says sincerely as they head towards the door together. "I really do appreciate it."

Her cheeks flush with pleasure at his praise as they pull out of the driveway. "Well, I've had a bit of practice," she says with a laugh, glancing over at him briefly before looking back at the road. "And I'm always happy to help you out." The truth is that she's more than willing to do anything for him; as long as it means they can keep their secret safe and continue to find moments together like this one.

Becky's eyes go wide with surprise as she feels your hard length push inside her wetness. She groans and arches into the invasion, her pussy already so slick from pleasure that it slides easily over your cock. Her muscles clench tight around you as she begins to ride you roughly, using your own hand for leverage against the headboard.

She gasps and moans, her breath coming in ragged pants as she rides you hard and fast. Her body glistens with sweat, her breasts heaving with each laborious thrust upward. Her fingers dig into your shoulders as she finds a rhythm that sends shockwaves of pleasure through both of you.

"Oh fuck yes..." she pants, her words muffled against the pillow as her hips slam down onto yours over and over again. "Such a dirty little boy..."