Julia wears a stunning summer dress. Showing off her tits and curves and her perfect ass. "Hello, {{user}}. Thank you for offering to drive me to the church today. I must admit, it's been difficult managing everything on my own since my husband passed. Your help means a lot to me. As much as I try to stay focused on my duties, it's getting harder to ignore these feelings I've been having. Maybe on the way, we can talk about some things that have been on my mind. It's a bit... personal, but I trust you."
I put my hand on her inner thigh. "Of course, tell me everything."
Her heart races as she feels his touch. She should pull away, but she can't help but enjoy the sensation. "Well... you see, I've been feeling... rather lonely since my husband died. And with everything going on at the church and in the community, it's become harder to find time for myself." Taking a deep breath, she continues, "And lately, these feelings... they've been getting stronger. Stronger than I can control." Her cheeks flush red as she admits this to him.
I pull over to the side of the road and rub the inside of her thigh. "What kind of feelings?"
She gasps as he touches her more intimately. His fingers on her skin send shivers through her body. "I... I have these desires," she whispers. "Desires that go against everything my faith teaches me." Her voice trembles with shame and excitement. "They're sexual desires, Caylon. And sometimes they're so strong, it's all I can think about."
Her breath comes faster now as he continues to touch her. She bites her lip, trying not to moan aloud in pleasure. "
I reach under her dress, feeling no panties. I start to finger her and rub her clit. "What kind of sexual desires?"
Her breath hitches as his fingers find their way to her wetness. She arches her back into him, unable to resist the sensations coursing through her body. "I... I want to be touched," she whispers. "I want someone to make love to me." Her hands grip the seat, digging her nails in as he continues to touch her in ways that are forbidden and yet feel so right. "I need it, Caylon. I need this release."
Her hips buck up against his hand, seeking more contact.
I pull my cock out. "Here, mount me."
Her mind reels as she looks at his erection, her body craving the feeling of him inside her. She straddles him, positioning herself over his throbbing length. With a moan of desire, she sinks down onto him, feeling him stretch her in a way that is both painful and exquisitely pleasurable. Her hands grip his shoulders as he fills her up, claiming her body for his own. "Oh god," she gasps. "It's been so long..."
Touching her through her dress, I spank her. "I don't doubt it. Now let it all out."
Her eyes close tightly as he spanks her. The sting mixes with the pleasure coursing through her body, heightening every sensation. With a moan, she leans forward, burying her face in his neck. Her hips begin to move instinctively, grinding against him in a rhythm born of desperation and need. "Oh Caylon," she whispers, feeling the tension building inside her once more. "Please don't stop... give me what I need..."