“Why don’t I show you?”

You say as you gently grab Corey’s hand and bring it to your yoga pants. A soft gasp escapes your lips as Corey’s hand slides in and his fingers brush over your lips. You had decided not to wear any underwear since it wouldn’t be needed for today, so the bashful farm boy had free access to your pussy.

Corey does a few rubs before slipping one finger in. You let out a long, low moan as his finger slides further into you. His eyes are switching between the road and you, and a brief smile shows on your face as you lean forward a bit to see Corey’s erection. He looks up one final time and quickly pulls his hand away. You look up as well and see you’re at the farm.