When F and I first started dating and didnt live together, we were quick to take every opportunity to be as intimate as we could. I had picked her up from work and we were driving in the city. F was wearing a black skirt with black tights. There was some small talk and then some hands on thighs and soon we both knew we wanted to take things a little further without having to wait. After driving around looking for somewhere quiet to stop I couldnt help but put my hand up her skirt and rub her pussy over her tights as I drove. One hand on the wheel and one hand pressing the fabric of her tights… 続きを読む