We had been vigorously talking and continued a strong conversation. At a red light, my boyfriend put his hand on my leg and gently rubbed. I returned the small favor by rubbing his semi-hard cock through his jeans. He slid his hand down my pants to my clit and rubbed that too. We both knew what was coming. We barely made it past that green light before he pulled over into a small wooded area isolated from everything else. We both leaped into the back seat and started out slow — first gentle kissing, then rubbing, then making out.

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