How I got tipsy

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I'm humming along with the song playing on the radio, while Lucas has a huge grin spread on his face. I guess someone knows or at least hopes he's getting lucky tonight. Stealing a few timid glances at him I conclude that I'm definitely the lucky one. Seeing his arm muscles flex while he grips the steering wheel and changes gears has my panties soaked and my thirst returning too soon. I clamp my thighs together and focus on the radio, knowing full well that he knows just how aroused I am. It doesn't help that we're so close together in a confined space. "Do you want me to turn the AC on?" Lucas playfully mocks me. "Nope, I'm good." I squeak and lean in to change the radio station and hopefully distract both Lucas and myself. God, what am I even doing? We finally stop and I look at my ma

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