I-uh, I'm just... driving

He swallowed hard, his eyes darting back to the road. "I-uh, I'm just... driving."

Jess chuckled, enjoying the effect she had on him. "Don't be shy, Mark," she said, her voice a sultry whisper. "You can watch."

With that, she closed her eyes and let her hand move more freely. Her fingers danced over her clit, her hips rocking slightly with each touch. She could feel the tension building again, the delicious ache that signaled another orgasm was on its way.

Jess lost herself in the sensation, her other hand sliding up to cup her own breast. She pinched the nipple, rolling it between her thumb and forefinger as her breath grew ragged. The feeling of her own touch was incredible, a mix of pleasure and power that she had never experienced before. She had always been shy about masturbating in front of others, but now, in Helen's body, she felt like a sex goddess, uninhibited and free.

Mark's eyes kept flickering over to her, his own arousal growing more apparent with each passing moment. Jess watched him in the mirror, enjoying the way he struggled to keep his eyes on the road. She knew that if she wanted, she could have him pulled over and fucking her on the hood of the car in seconds.

But she had other plans. With Helen's body, Jess was going to live out all the fantasies she had never dared to act on. The thought of the repercussions was exhilarating. If anyone found out, it would be Helen who had to deal with it, not her. She could be as wild and as reckless as she wanted without any of the guilt or embarrassment.

Jess directed Mark to a secluded area, a small park on the outskirts of town where they wouldn't be disturbed. She could feel the warm stickiness of Adam's cum slowly seeping through the fabric of the chair beneath her, a constant reminder of her recent conquest. It was a strange sensation, a mix of satisfaction and discomfort that only served to heighten her arousal.

Once the car was parked in a shadowy spot, she turned to Mark with a smoldering gaze. "I want you to do something for me," she said, her voice a silky demand. "I want you to lick me clean."

Mark's eyes widened, but he didn't protest. Instead, he leaned over, his face hovering just above her sex. Jess could see his Adam's apple bob as he swallowed, his eyes locked onto hers as if seeking permission. She nodded slowly, her chest heaving with anticipation.

He leaned in, his tongue tentatively touching her folds. Jess gasped at the sensation, so foreign yet so exquisite. It was as if she were discovering her sexuality all over again, but with the experience of a thousand lifetimes guiding her. The way Mark's tongue felt on her, the way he tasted her, it was all new and intoxicating.

Her eyes rolled back in her head as he grew bolder, his tongue lapping up the remnants of Adam's cum and her own juices. The feeling of his mouth on her was like a jolt of electricity, sending waves of pleasure through her body. She had never felt so alive, so wanted. It was amazing to have a stranger worshiping her body, her mind, her very essence.

Jess's hand tangled in Mark's hair, guiding him, showing him the way she liked it. He was eager to please, his mouth devouring her like a man starved for the taste of her. She felt her second orgasm approaching, the pressure building faster than before. It was as if the possession spell had supercharged her senses, making every touch feel more intense, more powerful.

When it hit, it was like nothing she had ever experienced. Her body arched off the seat, her back bowing as the pleasure washed over her. She screamed out, the sound echoing through the quiet park. Mark didn't stop, his tongue flicking and stroking until she was boneless, her body trembling with the aftershocks of climax.

When she could finally breathe again, she looked down at him, his face shiny with her juices. "Thank you," she murmured, her voice a sultry whisper. He looked up at her, his eyes filled with a mix of lust and admiration.

Jess slid out of the car, her legs still shaking from the intensity of her orgasm. She leaned against the side of the car, watching as Mark followed her, his own arousal clear. "Now, it's your turn," she said, her voice a seductive purr. "But remember, i control everything."

With that, she reached down and unbuckled his belt, her hand deftly freeing his cock from the confines of his pants. He was already hard, his arousal a testament to her power over him. She took him in her hand, feeling the warmth and the weight of him, her heart racing with excitement.

Kneeling before him, she took him into her mouth, feeling the velvet heat of him slide over her tongue. The taste was faintly salty, but it was the power she craved more than anything. She could feel him grow even harder as she sucked and licked, her hand pumping him in time with her mouth.

He was close, his hips bucking with each stroke of her tongue. Jess felt a twinge of satisfaction, knowing she was the one bringing him to the brink. And when he came, it was with a roar, his seed spurting into her mouth. She swallowed it all, her eyes never leaving his as she stood and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.

"You liked that, didn't you?" she asked, her voice still that of Helen's but filled with a newfound confidence. Mark nodded, unable to speak.