A truck bearing two guys comes roaring up

As Leigh begins to furiously fuck herself unimpeded by pants, she hears the throaty roar of an engine approach. Her heart begins to pound as the possibility of getting seen arises, but she doesn't stop.

Leigh's rational brain thinks of stopping, but she is so horny now, and feels so liberated bottomless in the driver's seat. Furthermore, as she thinks more about the possibility of some stranger seeing her, she gets even more aroused. She glances in her rear-view mirror and confirms that the engine doesn't belong to a cop car. That possibility out of the way, her rational brain has now officially lost the battle.

She picks up the pace rubbing her clit as the truck behind her approaches. She lets off the gas, allowing her car to fall below the speed limit. Her heart threatens to burst through her chest as she sees the truck moving to the left to pass her.

In a last-second flurry, Leigh scrambles to pull her shirt off over her head and tosses it into the passenger seat. She is done with subtlety--totally naked speeding down the highway, she spreads her legs as far as she can while keeping her foot on the gas pedal and works her g-spot, panting and moaning as she watches the truck in the mirror.

Soon the truck is beside her. In the passenger seat, looking bored, is a guy around her age. He glances over, then double-takes and his eyes widen. Without looking away, he slaps the driver on the arm, and the driver peeks around his friend's shoulder.

Leigh has them both enthralled. Emboldened by the control she has, she takes her fingers from her pussy and puts them in her mouth, sucking her juices off them. She returns them to her clit and massages it, mouth open. She never breaks eye contact with the boys as she quickly ramps up to orgasm, shaking in her seat and screaming loud enough for them to hear over their engines and the wind.

Both drivers quickly return their attention to the road, the magical moment over. But Leigh keeps glancing back over and the boys remain beside her, uninterested in passing her anymore. If a car comes in the other direction, they will have to scramble back into the correct lane, but on this straightaway, it is clear that there is no one coming for some time.