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The hum of the car's engine is soon drowned out by the whir of her vibrator, its steady rhythm matching the pulsating need between her legs. Her eyes flutter closed, imagining the touch of rough, calloused hands, the press of lips against her neck. She's a petite package of pent-up desire, her small tits heaving with each breath, her fingers working her clit with increasing urgency. The car rocks gently, her body tensing as she nears the edge, her cries of release muffled only by the closed windows.