Get to her car

Vanessa continued to make her way to her car, despite the overwhelming pain she was experiencing. As she through the entry way, the woman behind the desk gave her a sadistic stare as she watched the tortured woman walk by.

“Here is your card,” the woman said to Vanessa, “This is for anyone that asks for your body type identification. If you are selected for anything you will receive another letter.”

Vanessa grabbed the card quickly out of her hands. All she could do was nod at the woman as she continued her way out to her car. She couldn’t imagine what they needed her measurements for, or why such **** was necessary. The was something for another time she thought, as she was finally at her car after what felt like an eternity. Vanessa had always had trouble with her breasts when in her car. This time, her breasts were even bigger than normal. As she squeezed her raw breasts into the vehicle, they pressed hard on the steering wheel. The wheel pushed into her breasts sending large amounts of pain through her chest. Vanessa was finally getting used to the pain, despite it still being overwhelming she could at least function. However, what she wasn’t expecting was what the pain had been shrouding. As she turned the key the engine started which caused her car to vibrate. The wheel vibrated as well, right onto the sensitive flesh on her breasts and swollen nipples. Vanessa had no way to prepare for the feeling. The pleasure was just as powerful as the pain, causing her head to arch backwards as she let out a powerful moan. She had never experienced pleasure like this before, so overwhelming that she was unable to control herself. She quickly reached climax as she felt her pussy getting wet, even seeping through her clothes. She tried to regain control of herself but the pleasure just continued, sending her over the edge again and again. By the time she finally started to recover, she had no idea how much time had passed. Her car seat had become soaked with her juices and her body was still trembling from the pleasure. She quickly realized that she was still in the parking lot and shot around to check if anyone had noticed her predicament. She didn’t see anyone around her, but she didn’t want to push her luck. The feeling of embarrassment was enough to overcome the pleasure as she quickly pulled out of the parking spot and made her way home.