She masturbates without incident

Leigh sets to work on her clit, rubbing and pulling. Occasionally she sticks a single finger inside herself. Then, after a time, she adds a second and relishes the stretching feeling in her tight pussy. She begins to fuck herself with abandon, her moans ramping up in volume. She takes a moment to unbutton her shirt as far as it will go--about the bottom of her sternum. It's not far enough to expose her tits, but it gives her better access to play with them.

She realizes that she's alone out here--there are no other cars in sight, and no houses near the country highway. She's free to be as loud as she wants--and if someone does hear her, she'll be long gone in just a moment. So she does. She moans, full-throated, and shrieks as she rubs her g-spot. She yells out "fuck yes!" just because she can, and then continues to make all the noise she can. She lets loose a steady stream of self-affirmation.

"Yes! Leigh, you slut!"

She slaps her pussy, relishing the sting and pressure.

"Fuck yes that feels good!"

She rubs her clit with all the speed she can muster.

"Oh god!"

She dares to insert a third finger, more than she usually tries, and is only a little surprised to find it feels amazing.

"Oh my god, yes! Stretch that pussy!"

She keeps fucking herself and adds her other hand to the mix, rubbing her clit in rhythm with the fucking.

After just a second she shrieks and puts both hands on the wheel, realizing her mistake. After a moment to allow herself to calm down, Leigh smiles. Everything is fine, she is still on the straight road, and no other car is in sight.

Feeling daring in her recklessness, Leigh steps out of her pants altogether so she can put a foot on the wheel. She puts both her hands back in place and begins to masturbate again. She holds the wheel steady while she fucks herself, screaming again as she nears orgasm. "Yes, yes, YES!"

She cums with a shriek, throwing a hand onto the wheel to keep it steady while she shakes with pleasure.

Leigh comes down from her orgasmic high feeling a sense of lustful pride. Now this is the kind of sexual adventure she was hoping to have. She looks down at herself. Her pants are crumpled on the floor, and her soaking wet pussy is out in the open. With a self-satisfied nod, she decides to leave it like that for the time being.

Up ahead she sees a sign: HAMMOND GAP - EXIT 2 MILES

Now that she's had a raucous orgasm, she doesn't need to stop--but it wouldn't hurt.