Fingering My Wet Pussy in the Passenger Seat

He's got her right where he wants her. Her blonde hair is short, her body curvy, her skin fair. Her tits are medium-sized, and they're pierced, nipples hard. She's in a car, passenger seat, legs spread wide. She's fingering herself, rubbing and pushing inside. The car is moving, highway blurring by outside.

Her hand moves slow and steady, in and out. Her hips shift, her mouth opens. She looks up at him, eyes locked on his. He can see everything, her body open to him. The car's gray interior is dull against her fair skin. She's the only thing that matters.

She's getting wetter, her body responding to his gaze. He can see the heat building in her. She's moving faster now, her hips rocking. He can hear her breathing, feel her pulse racing. She's close, so close. But he's not going to let her finish, not yet. He's going to keep her on edge, make her beg for it.