A Little Make-out Couldn't Hurt

You figure it's only fair to alleviate at least some of Jenny's sexual tension.

.....

You park the car, and turn to her. You firmly press your hand against her thigh, tracing the contours of her body. She takes firm hold of your arm, and pushes it behind you. She leans over you, and reclines your seat as far as it will go. She unhooks her seat-belt, and lustily crawls over the armrests.

A shiver runs through your body as she straddles you, leaning back while unbuttoning your shirt. You watch, entranced, as her breasts jiggle in response to her motion. Unable to wait any longer, you pull her into you, and lock your lips with hers. Your tongues touch, and her hands descend to your pants. As she moves up and down against you, you feel her firm breasts pushed against your chest and her fingers stroking you.

You see her eyes dart quickly to the handcuffs in her belt...Is it time for you to take charge?