In the throes of financial desperation, Lyda agrees to my proposition: trade sexual favors in my car for cold, hard cash. Her breath hitches as she feels the cool leather seat against her bare skin, her panties soaked with her arousal. She rides my cock, her tight pussy clenching around me, her cries of pleasure echoing in the enclosed space. As I pull out, she eagerly swallows my load, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction and relief.