MY EX-BOYFRIEND COULDN’T KEEP HIS HANDS TO HIMSELF — ONE ON THE STEERING WHEEL, THE OTHER JERKING MY COCK LIKE IT OWED HIM RENT. TRAFFIC? WHO CARES. HE STROKED ME SLOW, THEN FAST, EDGING ME LIKE A FUCKING TEASE WHILE KEEPING THE CAR STEADY. I LOST IT... RISKY, FILTHY, AND TOTALLY WORTH THE MESS. DON’T MISS THIS JUICY, EXPLOSIVE ROAD TRIP — YOU’LL WANNA RIDE ALONG.