Chapter 65: Car Action Play 1

The car windows were tightly closed, not even a trace of outside air could sweep in. The confined space inside the car rapidly heated up, with the air seemingly filled with scorching desires.
Steven lowered his head to suck on her breasts, while his other hand covered and fondled the neglected piece.
The warm mouth enveloped the nipple, occasionally sucking forcefully, the tongue teasing the flesh, leaving behind a series of wet marks.
Monica knelt on his lap, breathing heavily as she was licked and eaten. She looked down, but found the scene too obscene, so she absentmindedly stared at the glass of the back seat, trembling all over.
Unconsciously, a shallow moan escaped from her throat. Her soft hole had already become wet from the recent teasing, leaving a dark mark on his pants.
Steven unbuckled his belt and sucked on her nipple, gently panting, "Baby, would you like to take care of yourself?"
After speaking, he grasped his penis and teased her inner thigh with it, the glans sliding up and down her narrow slit, creating a teasing itch that was hard to endure.
Monica's body went numb, overwhelmed by desire, and she instinctively reached out to hold his penis. She slowly sank her waist, swallowing him bit by bit.
The feeling of being invaded and stretched by the tight and narrow passage was indescribable.
It felt like her whole self was being split in half, but soon this emptiness would be completely filled by the hot, hard thing, throwing her body into a higher realm of pleasure.
Monica's movements were gentle and slow, and she wanted to give up halfway, complaining coquettishly that her waist was sore and refusing to go any further.
However, Steven would not let her go so easily. He held her waist and took back control, forcefully thrusting upward, pushing the remaining half inside her wet and hot hole.
The slippery passage smoothly accommodated his penis, which penetrated to the hilt. The feeling of fullness and swollen pleasure overwhelmed Monica, and she couldn't help but moan, her waist softening as she collapsed in his arms, as if all her strength had left her.
The two of them embraced and gasped for breath, their genitals tightly intertwined without any gaps, the friction of wet heat bringing a sensation that made them dizzy with comfort.
"So deep..." she panted and moaned, with her cheek nearly buried in his shoulder. The thick and hard penis penetrated particularly deeply, the glans poking at the deepest spot, bringing a sour and comforting feeling that made her unable to endure the itchiness.
Steven turned his head and kissed her cheek, reaching out to pinch her buttocks.
"Do you want to move on your own for a while?"
This suggestion was tempting, so Monica held onto his shoulder with one hand and supported herself on his thigh with the other hand, slowly raising her waist and swallowing him shallowly.
Her hole was stretched so plumply by the penis that each movement caused the sensitive flesh inside to be gently stimulated, giving rise to an unbearable pleasure that could be fatal.
Her movements were slow and gentle, only parting just a little each time, and then slowly swallowing it again. When the penis reached the deepest part, she twisted her waist back and forth to tease the sensitive spot, taking care of it gently.
She couldn't stop moaning with pleasure, but Steven was even more aroused by this ticklish motion.
His fingers explored between her legs, rubbing her tiny clitoris in sync with her swallowing movements.
As Monica started to raise her body again, he forcefully thrust upward. Caught off guard, she was overwhelmed by the sudden pleasure, her mind going blank, and her body stiffening as she reached climax in a trembling manner.
It was clearly not a good idea to be on top in the car. The roof was low, and any big movements could make her hit her head. Steven reached out and reclined the seat, flipping her over and pressing her beneath him.
Monica had just climaxed and hadn't come to her senses yet. Unconsciously, she tried to embrace his waist, but her hand...
Just as it reached out, it was violently knocked and stopped midway. The beast began to tear off its disguise, revealing its true fangs to her.
Her tender cave was stretched open by the penis, oozing sticky fluids. Steven grabbed her waist and thrust fiercely inside a few times.
As expected, she couldn't resist. Her deep cave trembled and squeezed, sucking him until his lower back went numb.
He breathed heavily, pressing her legs apart and wrapping them around his waist. His fingers gripped her waist to hold her steady as he fucked her mercilessly.
The soft and tender entrance of her cave bit onto his penis, getting pushed inward. The testicles swung and thrust upward, shattering the flowing fluids, splashing and seeping into the expensive leather seat beneath them.
At first, Monica was still concerned about being in the car. Even though no one would find out, an inexplicable sense of shame prevented her from making too much noise. She suppressed her moans.
But Steven's actions were too intense, and he banged her so hard that she lost her senses, not caring at all about where they were, and shamelessly started moaning.
"It's too deep... mmm... brother, you're too heavy... Steven, brother..."
However, at this moment, calling him brother in a submissive manner in an attempt to please him only resulted in the opposite outcome.
Steven couldn't stand her sweet and charming moans. The lingering sound of her panting tickled his heart, making his lower body even harder. He wished he could ruin her completely.
He breathed deeply, reaching out to knead her buttocks. His entire penis was inserted into her tight and narrow hole, teasing the folds deep inside. Monica's moans changed their tone, and the fingertips grabbing his shoulders trembled.
"It's... mmm... so itchy... brother... please... mmm..."
"Can't handle it?" He increased the force of his grinding. Monica was forced to cry, and her pussy repeatedly gushed out waves of water.
"Why is your tightness increasing when you can't handle it, baby? Hmm?" He fiercely thrust into the soft flesh near her cervix, and her entrance bit onto the base of his penis, sucking it in. The feeling of being engulfed by her soft flesh was incredibly pleasurable.
He didn't even have to move much.
Just by teasing her a little, her pussy couldn't bear it, contracting uncontrollably, and soaking everything.
It was maddeningly pleasurable.
He exerted force from his waist, drilling into her with increasing intensity, making her cry and moan. It was both enjoyable and unbearable. Her legs clung to his waist, rubbing and biting her tender cave, intensifying the pleasure.
Monica's tiptoes helplessly pressed against the steering wheel, trembling with his movements as he thrust fiercely. The driver's seat was cramped and narrow, restricting her ability to move or struggle, unlike a bed where she could freely resist.
She had no way to escape, and her fingers unconsciously gripped the door handle, being pressed down by his relentless thrusts. Her fair skin had a touch of lustful blush.
The window glass was covered in a faint steam, blurring the clear view of the outside world, indulging in the sinking and indulgence within the car.
The climax came intensely, almost swallowing her completely. Monica was lost in pleasure, her gaze unfocused, and her body heaving from rapid breaths. She was covered in sweat, her cheeks flushed, her black hair stickily plastered to her forehead, looking as if she had been lifted out of water.
Steven leaned down and gently kissed her, but his lower body provided no cushioning whatsoever.
Steven didn’t miss the opportunity, and taking advantage of her sensitive contraction after climax, continued thrusting his waist.
The pleasure intensified, and the perception was infinitely amplified in the narrow, enclosed space.
Monica couldn't take it anymore and begged him while crying and panting.
However, the more she cried, the fiercer he became, spreading her legs wide and thrusting deeper inside. With each thrust, the crisp sound of water echoed fiercely, and Monica screamed even louder, quickly reaching climax again.
She was about to die, she was really about to die.
The garage was quiet, only the body in the corner kept shaking, and the ambiguous and seductive moans faintly came out, the closed car doors and windows couldn't completely contain them.
If someone passed by at this moment, they would instantly understand the intense sexual activity happening inside the car.
Pure indulgence and extreme pleasure.