"I took it upon myself to perform cunnilingus upon Sofia while she was driving. Before we made it halfway down the street from Archimedes’ house, I was crawling around on the floorboards of Sofia’s car and soon had my head stuffed deep into her groin.
By no means am I a contortion expert but, fortunately for me, Sofia was a small girl, standing just under five feet tall. So maneuvering her right leg over the top of my head while she was driving did not require much dexterity. And since her mother’s car had an automatic transmission, we did not lose any cruising speed when I momentarily lifted my chicana’s foot from off the accelerator. But once my head was positioned near her felted mound, Sofia experienced some difficulty reaching the brake.
I initially pelted Sofia’s alcove through her sweatpants with my tongue. Moments later, as my mouth began to dry out from licking the cotton material, I escalated the eroticism and reached for her waistband. From months of practice, simultaneously pulling down Sofia’s sweatpants together with her panties came as no chore. But doing so while she was driving was a novel experience to me. Just the same, I soon had the hot Latina’s undergarments down around her ankles and her moist cooch was exposed to my face. Sofia’s dainty incision was nothing short of splendid, both in taste and texture. Despite the fact that she sported a healthy bush of thick pubic hair, her labia were quite soft and form-fitted to my mouth, almost as if her cooter was custom made for me.
As I sloshed out my hyna’s soft cum canal, she began to lose focus on her driving. Sofia inadvertently began to speed up and did not see a sharp turn in the icy road ahead. Failing to make the turn, she drove straight off the road without being able to hit the brakes. Thereafter, her mother’s car collided into a dirt embankment that ran parallel to the road. All sexual activity inside the car came to an abrupt halt once the car jeered sideways and slammed into the immovable obstacle.
Lying on my back, I looked up at Sofia’s naked thighs above me. She remained sitting behind the wheel. My left ear was resting upon the brake pedal of the car."
"SKANKS: Raunchy Tales of Distasteful Dating" by Keaton Albertson
pgs 16-17