The story is based on real events, but the place names and some facts are deliberately distorted.

We continued to have fun with Galina Petrovna, then often, rarely. At first she took a break for several months, then I didn’t show activity for almost half a year due to the marriage, but as a result the meetings continued. All the good things are usually good too, and in spite of my and her violent fantasies, the meetings began to pall. We tried many different games, well, or perversions, if you like, but in some places common sense worked and in some places there were internal restrictions. For a long time, if I had a short thought about one thing, I spent a long time agreeing on the nuances with Galina, then we made time, but the result was an exciting journey.

We agreed to meet in the morning in the underground parking of a shopping center near the Moscow Ring Road. I, as usual, arrived early managed to wander through the shopping center, buy some food on the road. Galina called me and I told her where to look for my car in the parking lot. She went to the car, she was wearing a light coat of light colors, she was rolling a small suitcase behind her. The car was in a remote corner of the parking rack to the wall.

- Hi, - I got out of the car and said hello.

- Hi, hi, - Galina smiled.

“Give me the suitcase,” I took her suitcase and put it in the back of the car. - Ready to travel?

- There is a fog! - sang the words of the song Galina.

We went to the trunk.

“Your coat,” I leaned gallantly.

The lady hesitated for a moment, looked around and with a view of a man diving into the water from a cliff, took off and handed me a coat. Under the coat there was nothing but stockings of shoes.

- I beg! Your VIP seat is ready - I opened the trunk.

Everything was clean in the trunk, and there was a soft blanket on the floor. Galina Petrovna looked into the trunk doubtfully, but then there was a noise from another part of the parking lot, and she quickly climbed into the trunk.

“Well, our little journey begins,” with these words, I closed the trunk.

I threw the raincoat in the back seat, got behind the wheel, started the car and drove to the exit of the underground parking. The idea with the trunk belonged to Galina Petrovna, apparently there were some fantasies about abduction. And initially in the plan there was a gag and a bag over my head, but I was somewhat afraid of breathing games and therefore all these options were dismissed. In those days, there were still stationary traffic police stations on the outskirts of the Moscow Ring Road, and when driving through this post I was somewhat nervous, imagining a picture of how they would stop me and ask me to open the trunk, and there was a surprise in the form of a naked woman in stockings.

We did not drive much, 15-20 kilometers, and drove off the highway stopped on a small deserted site. I thought that this distance, for the feeling of romanticism, traveling in the trunk for my partner is enough. I parked the car and went to open the trunk. I could not stop myself from a little hooliganism and before opening the trunk lightly knocked on it with open palm.

- Intermediate station, - Galina squinted at the bright light, after I opened the trunk. - It's time to move to the salon, but you will like it again!

The woman cautiously raised her head over the edge of the trunk and looked around.

- Do not be nervous, there is no one here. I have a bad attitude to exhibitionism. How does that feel?

- Strange, I did not expect this, - said Galina.

- I don’t know what to expect from a trip in the trunk, but I know one thing, I have to thank for a soft blanket, otherwise you can scratch an entire carcass on the skin! - with these words, I unbuttoned my jeans and pulled out a member.

The hint was very thin and Galina Petrovna leaned with one hand on the floor of the trunk and began to lick my penis. Our long workouts have borne fruit, and the blowjob was performed quite qualitatively and without using hands. I finished in her mouth, patted on the head and brought her her suitcase. Galina quickly dressed, put on a skirt, a bra and a blouse. She moved to the front passenger seat, and we continued our journey.

After driving 200 kilometers from Moscow, the fuel indicator began to hint at the need for refueling.

- Well, they threw out their udder, - I ordered, since then the tinting in the car was not such a terrible crime as it is now.

Galina's blouse cutout was large, so she easily bared her breasts by pulling her out of her bra. I slapped the fingers of my right hand and began to massage her left nipple.

- Right, let me, I have to steer, - I commanded.

So we drove for a while, the woman's nipples hardened. I pulled out of the armrest clamps with rubberized ends and adjustable compression. Galina Petrovna I studied well during my acquaintance, so the compression on the clamps was maximum. I hung the clips on her nipples and ordered her breasts back in her bra. Since the size of the breasts were quite impressive, the fact that clamps were dressed on nipples was not very noticeable. After these manipulations, we stopped a gas station. There I refueled my iron horse and went to drink coffee. The maximum compression on the clips made itself felt, and my partner continually corrected something in her chest area.

- What is, Galina Petrovna? Tits tight? - I scoffed on the sly.

Galina frowned at me, but bravely endured it. Finally I finished my coffee, and we went to the car.

- What udder feels pressure? - I asked when we went to the track.

- Yes, it hurts already. Can I take it off? - Galina asked with a pitiful look.

- Not. To remove, you have to finish three times. Bully your skirt and go ahead, it's time to curb it, it's good that the leather seats. Antiseptic out in the glove compartment - I explained to her the situation.

The woman fiddled, lifting her skirt. Spread her legs, rubbed her hands with gel and began to caress her clit. She reached the first orgasm rather quickly, apparently the whole situation contributed to this. Then they tried to deceive me. It was perfectly clear to me when she really ends, and when she emits, because among the many talents of Galina Petrovna, acting talent was not listed. And when she began to sigh, I told her:

- I don’t need to arrange a TYUZ here, I will punish you in a hotel, well, let’s be a masturbate adult.

Seeing that deception failed, she went to the second round and redoubled energy. And if for the first time it was enough for her to caress the clitoris, now fingers are already thrown about, darting into the vagina. And since some time ago we began to practice fisting sometimes, the second time she finished with four fingers into the vagina. I understood that it would be difficult for her to finish for the third time in such a short period of time, so I decided to help her:

- It is necessary to listen to the team carefully, I said that you need to finish three times, but did not say to whom, - with these words I unbuckled the jeans belt.

Galina Petrovna did not begin to portray not understanding, but unbuttoning my fly began to caress my cock. I was pretty excited from her manipulations, so my dick was already standing. I wanted to quickly finish and holding her hair with one hand, I began to actively fuck her in the mouth. We already studied the deep blowjob as well, so the process went on fervently and without much resistance. A few minutes later I had a heavy finish in her mouth. Throat blowjob is usually accompanied by a large salivation, therefore, leaning back in his chair, the lady decently slapped a light blouse with saliva.

- Careful need to swallow a member! Although we go for another hour - dry. You can take off the clampers, ”I said. - But remind me about the punishment, how we will come to the hotel!

On the way to the hotel, we are no longer “misbehaving”, but communicated on various topics, since the interlocutor Galina was fully erudite.Taking the things out of the car, we quickly received the keys to the room and went there. The room was small, but as a temporary nest, lewdness quite fit.

“In the shower,” I commanded.

- And to punish a liar? - my order ...