"Sorry I'm late," said Susan Brady as she got into the back seat of a Ford escalade. "John was lying in the stairs, I was a bit worried that he was sick or something, but he seemed OK. I hope I didn't keep you waiting long."
"I just got here," replied Sierra, who had pulled up just before Susan had opened the door. "Strap in and lets go get going. I don't want to keep anybody else waiting."
Hearing the squelch of Susan settling on the safety dildo and the click of the seat belt, Sierra shifted into drive and pulled out into the street. As they came to the first red light, a small neon pulled up next to them. Through the window, An ultra-petite black-haired Asian could be seen bouncing madly on the dick of a Sean Connery lookalike in the driver's seat, which was several feet back from the steering wheel. As the light changed, the car took off into a left turn with no input from either occupant, while Sierra proceeded strait to her next destination, enjoying the sound of Susan's light moans next to her as the safety device worked in and out of her.
