On her way to the local college, Teresa continuously fingered herself between her legs. She thought she could hold out until later that day, but she guessed not. She hadn't even gotten to the school yet and she was already fantasizing about the things she wanted to do to her brother ... hot, erotic things. She felt so dirty and she liked it.
She began to quicken her pace. No, not her driving. Her fingering. In fact, she was pleasuring herself so much that her attention was more on what she was feeling and much much less on the road. She began swerving, which caused some other drivers to honk their horns. But Teresa didn't hear them. Her attention was on herself. As far as she was concerned, she wasn't necessarily driving a car at that moment. She could have been anywhere.
