Downfall/Actively grind your crotch against her thigh 2
From Create Your Own Story
You wait for the next bump and test the waters by pressing your pelvis forward. That works astonishingly well. You try again during the next driving maneuver. This works better. You keep a close watch to the street and try to anticipate any situation that could act as a pretense for an extra hip movement. This works better than expected. Since the pressure against your pussy isn't random any more, the effect you gain is much better, and the public setting adds to your excitement. You unnoticeably take up a rhythm. Or so you thought, because you hear your mum whisper in your ear: "Sweetie, my leg is not a sybian."
Ugh. You petrify on the spot. Julianne has caught you hump her leg. Your face gets beet red, and your mouth is dry like you had wandered through the desert for three weeks without water. Why, why did you have to do such a terrible thing? You envision your punishment. You are close to tears, and you start shaking.
"Shhhh," your mother says, still whispering. She tightens her grip around your waist and consolingly rubs your belly. "Straighten your clothes. We'll talk about it later, sweetie."
You do as you're told and grab the handle over the side window and the front seat, just to make sure you won't move a fraction of an inch during the rest of the ride. Guilt, shame, guilt, shame - those words seem to run through your mind, and Julianne has to call your name twice to make you notice when the cab arrived at the airport.
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