Face-Sitting, Defloration, and a Creamypie in My Boss's Car

Clara

I take a shaky breath before speaking, the air in the car suddenly feeling too thick for my lungs to process. The frantic beating of my heart echoes in my ears as I hold his demanding gaze.

“My... my pussy,” I whisper, barely able to get the naughty word out through my trembling lips. It feels sinful just shaping the syllables on my tongue. “I want your mouth on my pussy.”

Part of me ca