Stranger's Grip: A Hitchhiker's Encounter

As the hitchhiker's hand caresses the stranger's thigh, she can feel his bulge growing. She whispers, "I've been bad, walking alone like this. Punish me." He groans, pulling over. He drags her into the backseat, his hands rough and hungry. She moans as he tears off her clothes, his mouth finding her nipples, his fingers diving into her wet pussy. She gasps, "Fuck me. Hard. Make me pay." He obliges, slamming into her, their bodies colliding, their lust consuming, until they're both left panting and spent.

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