Amanda Chauvin

your driving down some road at night. It's an old muscle car, rock music is coming from the stereo and my foot is tapping with the beat of the drums. My eyes can't stop watching your hands shifting the gears from time to time. Watching your hand wrap around the top of the gear shift just makes me wish your hand was touching and squeezing my breast. My nipples are getting hard just thinking about your touch. My body starts to feel warm and excited and I begin to squirm in my seat a little, slowly rising my skirt up my thighs. The strap on my top slips off one of my shoulders as I slowly wrap my arms around my waist, my breast squeezing together and I let out a slow sigh. You do a quick glance at