Continue as you are

You glance back at the driver, and see his eyes flicking from between the road ahead and you. As he catches your look, he offers you a wide smile of encouragement as his eyes zoom back down to your parted thighs.

“Go on baby, play with yourself for me” he whispers over as he returns his attention again to the road, the car still travelling at an unsafe speed down the fast lane of the motorway.

You let your fingers again press through your thong and against your swollen lips, feeling the wetness soak into the lace. Even that slight contact is wonderful and you lean right back into your chair and shut your eyes tight. Leaving the fingers of one hand to hold the lace firmly against your pussy and outlining perfectly the shape of your lips, you ease your other hand over until just your middle finger is still in contact with your body. As you press the finger downwards you feel the lips of your pussy part around it, and the pleasurable feeling it gives you causes your back to arch in the seat.

Even as you are dropping back into the seat, you let the single finger slide up through your lips, forcing your thong between them as well as your finger. The finger runs the full length of your wet lips and over your clit. The contact with the throbbing bud makes you moan out louder still.

Lost in your own world, you almost jump from your seat as the driver’s hand slides onto your leg and eases its way up until it meets your own hand between your thighs. Reopening your eyes, you look to your side to see him again looking in your direction, the car now travelling at a slower pace and sitting in a line of vehicles in the middle lane.

You screw your eyes closed again as your finger returns back between your lips, the feeling of the lace as it rubs inside them sending small shivers through your body, edging you closer and closer to what you know will be an intense orgasm...