Southern Hospitality Ch. 03

Laura and the woman stared at each other, Laura watching as the woman's mouth formed a shocked o shape, her cheeks turning a bright, vibrant red as she just couldn't stop staring.
Laura couldn't help but grin at the woman, the absurdity of the situation, she gave her a sly wink and caught a hint of green out of the corner of her eye.
She started to pull away, spotting the green light and felt a thrill run through her, the fear of being caught had had her heart pounding away, but the rush from being caught, from seeing the woman's expression as she comprehended what was going on, gods that had made her feel sixteen again.
Her breath was coming fast now and she knew she was going to be home soon, but she wasn't going to pull up with blue balls. She would have to take the scenic route, giving Ash all the time he needed to pleasure her needy cock, to make her feel good and finish what he'd started.
"Hon.. Ah.. You're going to make me pop.." she said, feeling a familiar rise start to surge through her, she had to drive slow, resisting the urge to flex her legs and accidentally stomp on either the brake or the accelerator as her body tried to flex in pleasure.
He moaned appreciatively at her words and as she had expected, showed no signs of slowing, showed no intention of doing anything other than swallowing her coming load.
"F-fuck.." she gasped, gripping the wheel in her hands so intensely that her knuckles whitened, her cock bouncing and jerking between his plush lips as she came, a white torrent flowing fast into his mouth.
Ash whimpered cutely around the cock filling his little mouth, the cum flowing thick and fast into him in hot, short pulses. It was an awkward angle for swallowing, the cum shooting from her cock flowed back down her cock to pool just inside the grip of his lips. He swallowed it down as best he could, his slender throat working as he indulged in the more intoxicating of the two drinks he had thus far enjoyed this evening.
A trickle of white ran down the side of her cock from between his lips and he whimpered, disappointed, the angle making it apparently impossible to capture it all without a bit of a mess.