Yeah. Let's nail her in public.

"Can't say as I'm opposed to that idea," you tell your girlfriend, pulling the car to the side of the road. "Get in the backseat, and drop those pretty shorts, darling." Jess laughs, but dutifully climbs over the backseat, lying back and pulling her shorts down, rubbing her pussy as she does so. Soon the laughter from her voice is gone, and you smile as she digs her chin into her shoulder, her dark hair cascading down the neckline of the blouse.

"Getting ready?" you ask quietly. Jess turns slowly towards you and nods. Her free hand slides up to her bare breast and begins pulling at the nipple. "I'm just getting wetter so you'll slide in easier," she says sultrily. You groan and slide into the backseat. Jess moves slightly to allow you better access, and you waste no time in unbuttoning your pants and sliding them down. Your cock springs free and Jess smiles again.

"After all that head," she whispers. "I guess I'll have to fuck you good to make you soft, huh John. Blowjobs just aren't good enough?" You smile and shrug.

"They were perfectly satisfying until I saw your tight little body in that outfit, baby," you tell her. "And I got rock hard when I started jiggling those tits." Jess giggles, but gives you a show, shaking her left breast. You smile and Jess lifts her legs, an unspoken invitation you've seen before during your time with your girlfriend. You quickly slide her panties down her legs, and with no warning, slide the head of your cock into her pussy. Jess groans, but gives no indication that the penetration was too much. Instead, she rocks forward, pushing more of you inside.

"You really want cock, don't you Jess," you ask. Jess nods, not responding verbally. You thrust deep, and Jess's head falls forward with a "mmm." You decide to oblige her seeming need for dick by thrusting slowly, rocking her back and forth. Jess's arms suddenly reach around your neck and she pulls herself up, moaning as you continue your steady, slow rhythm. Her pussy is drenched and hot, and you know from past experiences that she's going to cum well before you. Deciding that she deserves a good cum, you thrust, twisting your hips to get to that place you know she loves. Jess begins bucking back, and she slides one of her arms down to her breasts, and she hefts it as you continue fucking her. "Squeeze that tit," you murmur, and you find yourself surprised to say it. Given the intensity of the moment, you don't spend too much time thinking about it. Jess does respond however, shaking her tit wildly as you both fuck in the backseat.

Soon, Jess's head rolls back, and you let it fall gently on the seat. Her whimpers indicate her climax, and you fuck her through it, turning her whimpers into screams. After her moans become little more than jumbled murmurs, you slow, and slide out of her. She grunts softly as you pull out, and you grin as she recovers. She looks up, smiling dazedly. "Thanks John." She slowly sits up, as if remembering where she is. She situates her clothes carefully, covering her breasts from view. You smile and she looks at your cock. "Sorry you didn't get off, though, darling," she says quietly. "I'll suck you off again, if you want."