“Yah, about that…” She starts.

“Don’t start.” I counter fiercely.

“You’re fucking hot!” Ashley comments lustily. I look over at her for the first time.

“I sat in spit.”

Ashley puts her hands over her mouth and tries to pretend she’s not rocking with laughter.

“If you laugh at me I will murder you.” I growl. Ashley looks at me with puppy dog eyes.

“You wouldn’t do that to me. Would you?”

“Don’t tempt me.”

Ashley lays her hand on my leather-clad thigh. “I’m sorry you had such a traumatic experience babe. I would really like to know why you were running around the streets of Los Angeles in this very revealing…outfit, but I can see that you’re not up to talking right now.” She slides her hand a little higher up my thigh.

“Do you think that’s a good idea?” I snarl.

“Shh baby, I know what will make you feel better. Did I mention how sexy you are in these?” I glare at her with my death ray eyes.

“I’m busy driving Ashley.”

“Well if you’re just too traumatized, and too…chicken.” She whispers deviously.

Death rays turn up to level ten. I squint at Ashley, trying to dissolve her with all my might, doesn’t work, so I settle for the next best thing. I reach around and grab the back of her head and thrust her forcefully into my leather-clad lap.

“Don’t ever call me chicken after I walked the streets of Los Angeles for hours in chaps with my bare ass chaffing a brick wall for you!” I thrust my crouch into her face.

“Yes ma’am.” I hear murmured from between my legs.

Ashley doesn’t fight to get up; she takes my zipper between her teeth and pulls down, baring the skin of my mound. I’m suddenly awash with feelings of lust, proof of which can be provided by my suddenly soaking pussy. What I hadn’t realized about the chaps I’m wearing is that the zipper doesn’t stop at the center of the crotch, it goes all the way back to where the leather ends, splitting the chaps in two, and efficiently exposing my dripping sex. I gasp as Ashley’s nose grazes my clit as she pulls the zipper till the teeth completely separate.

She smiles at her handiwork. “Good choice baby!”

Ashley’s mouth leaps onto my clit, suckling it between her teeth. I swerve the car as my nerves are jolted like an electric shock, barely avoiding crashing into the Hummer in the right lane. Ashley’s talented tongue wraps itself around my clit and sucks it into the back of her mouth. Her hands appear between my legs to part my folds and give her better access. Her tongue swipes against my clit and slit from side to side giving her greater licking range. I groan passionately as I feel her tongue lapping up my pre-cum. I push her head into my sex more forcefully. The combination of my rage at the day’s follies and the pleasure I’m obtaining via my girlfriend’s mouth is mind numbing. I feel savage as she eats me out and I push her deeper into my pussy, driving faster than I should be.