Actually, a nice fuck doesn't sound too bad.

“You know, Jess, I wouldn't mind watching you ride me all day. Let's get out of here so we can exercise my right to fuck you senseless. After we buy the groceries.” Jess laughs as you add the groceries bit, but you see her eyes flicker down to your crotch more than once as you wait in line. When you check out, Jess is sure to reveal to the clerk as much of her breasts as possible without revealing that sacred tip that you know so well. You grin knowingly as the clerk miscounts the change twice, noticing that Jess isn't shy about her hand placement, running a finger very subtly between her breasts. You thank the clerk, and immediately make your way to the car. As you both buckle in, Jess sighs.

“Fuck, that was fun, John. I can't remember getting so hot not being in the apartment with you. Guess you made an exhibitionist out of me,” she says coyly. You nod and without looking peel back her shirt to expose her left breast. She doesn't make a move to stop you, but you dare a glance over and watch her fingers toy with her nipple. The dark red bud becomes hard (well, harder) as she plays with her breast. You start the car, and she smiles.

“I'd better put this away, huh?” she asks, pulling her shirt around her perfectly formed boob. “Don't want to cause an accident.” You nod in agreement though you make a show of your disappointment as you drive through the parking lot. As you get onto the street, Jess sighs.

“Can I see it?” she asks. You shrug, confused.

“See what?” Jess giggles.

“Your cock, silly,” she says with a grin. “I want to get myself ready for you, but some visual stimulation would be nice.” She pulls down her shorts and moves her panties to one side, rubbing her pussy dramatically. You keep checking the road to make sure some innocent driver isn't sideswiped as you watch your girlfriend put on a show.

“Yeah, pull it out,” you say as nonchalantly as you can. Jess giggles again, and you realize she's doing that lovely little young voice that's made you cum so many times before.

“Awesome,” she says. You have horrible thoughts about Jess in a cheerleader's outfit as she reaches over, still in her seatbelt, and begins undoing your pants. “Just make sure you don't crash. My parents would be SOOO pissed if I was in an accident.” Within moments, Jess has unleashed your dick, and she gives it a few good strokes, despite the fact that you are throbbing. “It's sooo big,” she coos. “And you said you'd fuck me if I were a good girl, right?” You groan and your cock twitches.

“Jesus, Jess,” you mutter. “I may not be able to wait until we get home if you keep that up.” Jess puts on a sad face.
“I wanna fuck,” she says petulantly. “Do you think if I get you off now, you could get it up later,” she asks, still in her schoolgirl voice. You get the sense, though, that the question is real enough. She's already blown you twice, you note, though if she keeps talking like she is now, she's not going to get off when you finally get her home.