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The fence was higher that it appeared due to the grass at its foot and she ended up hanging astride it. The pressure of her body pushing down on her crotch reminded her that she needed now to get lost amongst the trees and touch herself desperately.Quickly she followed the gaps between the trees until the main path was lost from view. An opening in the branches above showed just north and she headed that way. Her sex thrumming in anticipation as thoughts dirty and exciting played out in her. I sighed and kept driving. I still had those butterflies in my stomach at times. This was a swarm of those so called butterflies. Her hands eased lower, down past my stomach and onto my crotch. I knew she felt my erection. She just had to. The bulge was just popping out of my jeans practically. She brushed over the bulge a few times.I was surprised no one looked into the car and noticed when we were at red lights. New York is not a small place at all, and I'm pretty sure someone would've.

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