You're on fire for him.

The sundress rides up as you clamber into Pete's truck and you don't bother to smooth it down, leaving your thighs completely on display. You give Pete a sultry grin as he glances over at you, spreading your legs to show off your sodden folds, and squirming so one strap falls off your shoulder and exposes a tit.

"You're such a fucking slut," he chuckles, starting the engine.

"I'm your slut," you purr. "Yours and the other guys. Look how wet and ready I am! My nipples are hard as pebbles!"

"You really get into it, don't you?" he says as he puts the truck in gear, then reaches over and grabs a handful of titflesh, making you moan and squirm as he kneads it in his strong hands.

"God I love it!" you moan, pressing your hand over his as he squeezes your breast. "I love your hands on me! And your cock in me! I just can't get enough!"

"What are you gonna do after the weekend's over? It's not like we can bring you home to meet the wives?"

"You could...could come to my place...I'd even give you keys...you could come over...use me when you wanted...fuck the shit out of me..."

"Yeah, that might work," he chuckles.

"Handcuff me to the bed..." you whimper, getting into your fantasies. "Make me take it...take your cocks...two and three at a time if you want...make me beg for it...Oh God I want it so bad...Pull over and fuck me...Fuck the snot out of me! Please....Oh Fuck Please!"

He looks at you with a scornful sneer as he squeezes your tit and plays with your nipple, flicking his finger against the steel pole of the piercing. You moan and whimper, spreading your thighs wider as you bite your lip and gaze at him with wanton adoration, your hand reaching for his zipper.