An exhibitionist on the road.

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An exhibitionist on the road.For anyone who read our previous true stories, you’ll be fully aware of Mrs. O’s love of flashing. Her latest show came during a drive to the coast.It was a hot day and we were both at home off work when she suggested driving to the coast for the day. We got our stuff together and set off with me driving. Mrs O was wearing a white vest top and shortish red cotton skirt. As she settled into the seat beside me i couldn’t help noticing how much of her legs were on show, the skirt barely covering her panties. At the fist set of lights we came to i leaned across and ran my hand up her leg resting my hand on the top of her thigh reaching down with my finger trying to touch her pussy. She started giggling and opened up just enough for me to run my finger over her pussy through her panties. The lights changed and i had to stop touching her and concentrate on driving again but that little feel seemed g├╝venilir bahis ┼čirketleri to light the blue touch paper and she started to tease.She reclined her seat slightly and put her left foot on the dashboard pulling her skirt up to reveal white lacy panties and running her left hand up and down her exposed thigh finally coming to rest between her legs all the time giggling like a naughty school girl. She did this on and off until we reached the motorway, now with the town and traffic behind us she began to tease again but this time the giggling had stopped.She slid forward in her seat, lifted her skirt, put both her feet on the dash and reached between her legs putting her hand down the front of her panties gently rubbing herself. A truck appeared on the inside lane and i pulled out to pass it. Mrs O sat back with her skirt pulled up and white panties on show looking up into the drivers cab making canl─▒ bahis ┼čirketleri sure he got an eyeful which he certainly did. This spurred her on and she rubbed a bit faster eyes looking ahead for other truckers.We soon came up behind another one and this time she lifted her top and popped her breasts out over the cups of her bra shifting the seat belt so it ran across her stomach leaving her half naked. I passed the truck slowly letting the driver feast his eyes on Mrs O’s exposed flesh. Mrs O looked up and gave him a little wave as we went by and he responded with a thumbs up. This led to little game of cat and mouse where we we would pass him and then let him pass us so we could pass again, all the time making Mrs O up the performance a touch.Eventually we ran into some roadworks and the traffic slowed to walking pace and went down to two lanes and we worked our way through the traffic until canl─▒ ka├žak iddaa we were next to our new trucker friend. The traffic had now stopped altogether and we managed to manouver ourselves right below his cab. Mrs O leant back and put her hand down the front of her panties working her fingers in and out of her sopping pussy while her left hand massaged her exposed breasts. She looked up at the driver and he mouthed “take it all off!” She wriggled out of her panties and skirt and put her right foot on the dashboard letting her knee fall, totally exposing herself while she put three fingers inside herself. The driver had wound his window down and i heard him say “All of it, everything!”Mrs O released herself from the seat belt and lifted the vest above her head, unclipped her bra and lay back lost in the moment while the guy encouraged her from the cab, telling her how much he’d like to taste her and fuck her sending her into a wild orgasm that must have been heard the length of the tailback. A short while later the traffic started to move again and we were back on the motorway, Mrs O still naked and lying back totally spent.Please leave her some nice comments and maybe she’ll let me share some more x

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