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I were you,” he said as he changed lanes to get around a truck.
    “Get busy?” I screamed, scared.
    “I told you. We either get arrested, wreck, or you make me cum. After one of those three things happen, this is over,” he stared straight ahead.
    I thought about what he said. He was not joking. This. Was. Insane. I leaned to the left, and was caught by the seatbelt.
    Reluctantly, I reached down and unbuckled the belt. I leaned over to his seat, being careful to stay clear of the steering wheel. I turned my head to the right, 145 miles per hour.
    We are going to die.
    I unzipped his pants, dug around in his pants with my finger, and pulled his limp cock out.
    I immediately started sucking as hard and as fast as I could. His cock grew in my mouth. Up and down the shaft, I moved my mouth, slurping and slobbering more than normal. I heard him downshift and the sound of a horn.
    Oh my God. This is insane. He’s insane.
    I closed my eyes.
    His cock, now rigid, was working into my throat. I moved my mouth up and down the shaft, and rotated my head side-to-side. Licking and slurping, I pressed the shaft with my tongue.
    Nothing.
    I spit in my hand and started jacking it as fast as I could, sucking the head, and licking the rim.
    Nothing.
    Back to sucking, slurping, and slobbering, I worked the entire length in and out of my throat. I moaned and growled as I sucked.
    Nothing.
    He down shifted two gears.
    “Fucking traffic,” he screamed.
    I sat up and looked ahead. Traffic had not stopped, but there was a large bunch of cars at the merge of two highways. He had slowed to 50 miles an hour.
    I leaned back into my seat and kicked of my shoes. Hurriedly, I pulled my shirt and tossed it in the rear seat. I yanked my sports bra over my head and tossed it. I unzipped my pants and pulled them down to my ankles, and kicked them to the floor.
    He accelerated. The exhaust roared. He stared straight ahead, both hands on the wheel.
    I leaned into his seat with my left arm in his lap, and my knees on my seat. I raised my butt into the air, and reached bet ween my legs with my right hand and started fingering my pussy with two fingers. In about five seconds, I was there.
    “Oh my fucking God, Erik…”
    “I’m going to…”
    “Cum.”
    Holy fucking fuck. This is way exciting.
    I fingered myself furiously.
    “I’m going to again!” I screamed.
    “Oh my fucking…”
    I pressed my palm against my clit. I opened my eyes, and looked down. His cock twitched.
    He shifted gears.
    The sound of the exhaust roared as he accelerated. He changes lanes, shifting me in the seats. Quickly, he changed lanes again. I swayed. And again. This felt like a roller coaster.
    I buried my face on his cock and started sucking furiously. My mouth working up and down the shaft completely, I sucked as I fingered my pussy. A huge orgasm mounted. I felt like I was swelling inside. With two fingers, I fingered my pussy as deep as I could, my hand soaked.
    He changed lanes. My body swayed toward the door. He changed back. I shifted toward my door.
    He shifted gears again.
    I buried his cock deep in my throat. I opened my eyes. I closed them. Oh. My. God. I’m going to cum… As I came, I growled on his cock, shaking my head side to side.
    His hips rose up from the seat.
    And he exploded into my throat.
    I continued to suck as fast as I could.
    “Hey. Stop. Stop. God damn, you stop,” he screamed.
    I looked up and opened my eyes, still sucking as fast as I could.
    He downshifted.
    I sucked.
    “God damn you, Kelli.”
    I sucked.
    He downshifted.
    He downshifted.
    I rose up off of his cock.
    “Jesus, what the fuck. You still speaking English? And what happened to asking for permission to cum?” he asked.
    I looked up at him, confused, and moved back to my seat.
    “No time,” I responded, “lives were at stake.”
    He slowed down to the speed limit and set the speed control. I sat in my seat, naked, and buckled the seat belt.
    I turned and stared at him.