Liz is horny

The two of you have been on the road for less than five minutes before Mrs. Fowler's hand leaves the stick and reaches across the car to your side of the front seat.

Her hand snakes up your dress and you feel her thumb brush against your groin.

"Liz." You manage to get out as her hand expertly starts to rub against your clit. "I thought I was just going to the hotel?"

"Sure, but you looked too good for me to not want a bit." She laughed.

You find yourself getting wet because her ministrations and also the thought of her fucking you again.

It would be fun to go another round, but then there is also the real task at hand, fucking Emily's father in front of her...