After getting into the car, I noticed his eyes constantly flitting over me, making me feel uncomfortable.
After a while, he actually slowed the car to a crawl, and his hands began to wander, caressing my thighs back and forth.
I said nervously, "Mr. Wu, you're driving, don't... don't do this, be careful."
Hearing my words, Mr. Wu let out a chuckle, "It's fine, there are hardly any cars on this road."
Then, he actually pulled me into his arms, making me sit on his lap.
Considering safety, I didn't resist and obediently sat in his lap.
Seeing how submissive I was, Mr. Wu was quite pleased with himself. He stretched out his hand and slipped it under my clothes, beginning to knead my Mi Tao forcefully.
Because of the position, I could feel something underneath becoming increasingly hard, like a stick, prodding there.
And so he continued to fondle my Mi Tao while driving.
Perhaps the setting made him feel more exhilarated; soon, that thing below him was as hard as steel.