Victor didn't stop there. He pulled me onto his lap, my back pressed flush against his broad chest, facing forward toward the highway. With one hand he freed his thick, hard c**k from his pants. The fat, veined shaft slapped heavily against my inner thigh before he lined it up with my dripping entrance. Slowly, deliberately, he lowered me onto it, impaling me completely in one long, deep slide.
I moaned loudly, the sound echoing in the confined space of the SUV. The stretch was intense—my sore, puffy p***y lips parting around his massive girth as every thick inch pushed deeper, forcing my inner walls to open for him again. Even after the morning f*****g and the load he had already left inside me, the fullness made my belly bulge slightly. My breath hitched, chest rising and falling ra
